hands down, is still a baby chick or two. or three or four, or, you know, eight. lucy's most favorite pastime as of late is tucking them in, whispering sweet nothings, and sending them off to dreamland. the whole act is so convincing, i often have to make sure that they haven't been put to sleep, if you know what i mean. i'm not up for more mom-on-chicken mouth-to-mouth. fortunately a little poke in the side sends them popping up, peeping around and in good health. only to be captured and coerced into slumber once again. fun times!
3 comments:
That is the sweetest thing I have ever seen. She is a tru chicken whisperererrrr....tehe
That is too funny!
that's awesome!
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