Tim is a farmer at heart and loves to have animals around. When a friend proposed the opportunity for us to "chick sit" for the summer, Tim jumped on it. He knew our girls would love it...and they did.
The chicks started out being named by Jess and Heidi. The yellow one was Buttercup and the black one was called Blackberry. They lived in a little cat carrier in our garage with a light on them but quickly outgrew their tiny home.
Heidi learned some skills in craftsmanship from her daddy as they made a bigger cage for their chickens. The girls did a good job feeding and watering them too.
The chicks had a lot of play time. Each of the kids wanted to hold the chicks and as they got older, Heidi and Jess took them everywhere. They tried to teach them how to fly. They slid them down the slide. They carried them down the road in buckets to show to our neighbors. They had them perched four feet in the air, under an umbrella, on a bar attatched to the slide. I wish now that I had gotten a picture of this one. Those chicks were tough.
It was a sad day when we returned the full-grown chickens back to their owners. There were many hugs and some tears when we left, but the chickens were now part of a larger flock and many other animals on the little farm. Though we don't know for sure the fate of Buttercup and Blackberry, I have a feeling that if they ended up on someone's dinner table, they weren't very tender. Those were two tough chickens to endure a summer with the Hand kids.
The chicks started out being named by Jess and Heidi. The yellow one was Buttercup and the black one was called Blackberry. They lived in a little cat carrier in our garage with a light on them but quickly outgrew their tiny home.
Heidi learned some skills in craftsmanship from her daddy as they made a bigger cage for their chickens. The girls did a good job feeding and watering them too.
The chicks had a lot of play time. Each of the kids wanted to hold the chicks and as they got older, Heidi and Jess took them everywhere. They tried to teach them how to fly. They slid them down the slide. They carried them down the road in buckets to show to our neighbors. They had them perched four feet in the air, under an umbrella, on a bar attatched to the slide. I wish now that I had gotten a picture of this one. Those chicks were tough.
It was a sad day when we returned the full-grown chickens back to their owners. There were many hugs and some tears when we left, but the chickens were now part of a larger flock and many other animals on the little farm. Though we don't know for sure the fate of Buttercup and Blackberry, I have a feeling that if they ended up on someone's dinner table, they weren't very tender. Those were two tough chickens to endure a summer with the Hand kids.
This is so great! Those must have been some tough chickens! ha.. I'm laughing too because after not updating our blog for almost 8 months, I too decided to jump in and do it tonight also! Here's to a fall of more updates (hopefully) the kids look so big and adorable!
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