I love these life Science lessons that just happen. We didn't plan this, but were blessed by the experience.
She was a bit hesitant to open the door and let all the chickens out. She kept asking me if I was sure that was what Rick had said to do.
As soon as the door opened, the chickens marched out, making those chicken noises that really don't sound like "cluck, cluck."
Preparing to go in for the hostile takeover.
One momma guarding her nest. Beka was a little intimidated, but boldly approached their thrones of carpet, lost feathers and icky chicken poo.
She was a little grossed out that they actually poop in their beds and on their eggs. She keeps thinking of the eggs as their "babies."
When we brought our eggs into the house to wash them we left the door to the chicken coop open. The chickens went right back inside their little home. Beka was SO relieved they hadn't run away.
The organic eggs from free-range chickens tasted SO good. Made me almost wish we could have chickens in our backyard. Amost.
As for the "what came first dilemna" Beka figured it out. "Did God make chickens, Mom?"
The Lord created the chicken with seed, the egg, to reproduce after its own kind. Yep, the chicken came first.