Christi & Co.'s Easter chicks

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Lisa writes: Christi and company got chicks for Easter. The original idea was to get four hens and set them up in a pen in the backyard where the kids could learn some responsibility from tending them and gathering fresh eggs. Then Tim decided he wanted one, too. Then he talked Christi into getting one as "back-up." (Baby chicks have a pretty high mortality rate, see.) So now they are a six-chicken family.

Each kid got to pick their own bird. Christian, the 7 year old, was lobbying hard for a rooster. His logic was, "I don't want a GIRL chicken. There are enough GIRLS in this family already." There is no way the neighbors would appreciate 5 a.m. crowing, and roosters can be mean. Plus, Christian can't tell the difference between a girl chick and a boy chick, so I think they just let him pick out a chick that was a different color from the rest. As far as he knows, that makes it a boy.


Yesterday, they introduced the chicks to the dogs. Scout is the blonde one, Kodi is the brown one.

Christi writes: So...the chicks survived their first encounter with the dogs. Note Scout's look of terror and Kodi licking his lips. When Tim opened the door he kept saying, "Nice...be nice..." which is what we always say when we're about to feed the dogs something out of our hand. So, Kodi starts licking the chick and drooling ... just tasting. When I pointed out that Tim was using the "snack time" command, he quickly changed to "No." So, now they're both just scared of the the little buggers. Which may be the chicks' only chance for survival.





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