BootyReGrit, unless we have some friends who want a rooster, the roosters will end up in our oven. We’ll probably keep one so we don’t need to beg fertile eggs from friends for our next batch.

Chick Cam update: Now we have two!

Chick Cam update: Now we have two!

We have a chick!

We have a chick!

We have some hatching happening. It’s very exciting!

We have some hatching happening. It’s very exciting!

Sometimes you’ve just got to have a bit of fun.

We’ve caught The Dreaded Lurgie.
Today marks the eighth day of sick kids. Yay.
It started with Boy3. The next day it was Boy2. Two days later it was the Baby Girl. Just as we were thinking everyone else had survived unscathed… Boy4 came down with it two days after. And last night Boy5. Boy1 doesn’t usually get sick, this time he’s escaped with a sniffle and slight cough.
It’s been an unusually quiet week. They have hardly moved off the couch. Hot lemon drinks with honey have been on the go. Thankful for our big old lemon tree with its seemingly endless supply of lemons. Looking forward to next week.

We’re giving the incubator a try because none of our chooks are broody and we don’t have a rooster. A friend lent us the incubator and another friend gave us some fertile eggs.

We have a lend of an incubator. In three weeks we should hopefully have some little chicks

We have a lend of an incubator. In three weeks we should hopefully have some little chicks

The Boy and his Chooken.

The Boy and his Chooken.

Take two well loved, badly stained, cute tshirts…. Add some scrap fabric. Cut and sew and cut and sew and cut and sew… Until you get one new cute tshirt! Then add some buttons just for fun.

Overheard…

Don’t use the soap mum put in the bathroom.
Why not?
It makes your hands smell like flowers!

Tags: winter

Tags: winter

Boy4: Mum can I make this thing?
Sure.
To Boy5: Do you want to make one too?
Boy5: Why?
Boy4: For putting stuff in…
Boy5: Neh.
Boy4 carries on making. Is soon joined by most of his brothers.
Oooh, can I make one too? They say.
Here’s how you do it… He says.
They look like they should hold popcorn.
Yeah! Popcorn! Shouts everybody.
So we have a popcorn party.
*don’t let the six year old tip the salt on the popcorn without adequate supervision. Yikes!

Mum, is funner a word?
It can be when you’re four…
Just like awesomer.