And just like that, with a call from the post office, we became chicken farmers this morning. It was like Christmas around here  - for all of us. I remember getting chicks at Easter as a kid but I did not remember just how dang charming they are. I know we are supposed to be giving them some peace and quiet for awhile to adjust to their new surroundings but we are doing poorly in that regard. They’re too cute to ignore.

What is cuter than chubby kid-fingers reaching for baby chicks? NOTHING. End of discussion.

I am surely not going to get any work done today.

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