Although our local feed store won't start getting chicks in until early June (when most danger of snow is past), we were just too excited to wait. So we went down the hill to lower altitude where the temperatures are warmer and the chicks are hatching.
These are our seven little girls, straight from the store, pre-pine shavings. It's amazing how adaptable they are to being moved. A few minutes, a little water, and they were running around like nothing in their little 2-day old lives had changed.
The kids are fascinated by the chicks. Einstein (2 1/2) is old enough to gently pet and pick up the chicks so they're not scared (he tried to hold one up to the TV to watch Veggie Tales with him this morning), but Euler (16 mos) has earned herself the name "chicken terror." We will keep working on it.
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