A good old girl turned pastor turned mom, trying to honor it all.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
I won't be so alarmed when my husband tells me he's going out to pick up some chicks.
He went in with a colleague to buy these little guys and gals, but the hatchery shorted their order by eight chickens. The hatchery isn't sure which ones were left out so we have no idea what kind these are. But here they are, three days old and requiring much less maintenance than the other new creature in our house.