Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Three Months & Twenty-four days

My husband came into the house the other night whistling the “Halleluiah Chorus.”  It finally happened!  Three months, 24 days, and one golf-ball egg replica after their arrival at our home, one of our chickens laid her first egg!  It’s little and cute and very exciting.  


Now, if only potty training could guarantee success that quickly. 
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