On Friday the weather was warm and sunny, so Grace and I let the chicks out to play in the half of the garden that hasn't been planted yet, but is fenced in. It was very fun – and hilarious – to watch the chicks get to act like real chickens, pecking and scratching and flapping their wings. Afterwards, when they were back in their dog crate, they collapsed in a happy, exhausted heap together. They may act like real chickens sometimes, but they're still babies.
Travelingjenny
Navigating the hilly terrain of motherhood


Leave a comment