As far as naming goes the children have so far decided on Lily, Rose, Jude and Gill with one more name up for grabs. Mind you they seem to change their minds every hour. The biggest problem with naming is that no matter how much I look at them I can't tell any of them apart at all. Maybe when they are finally able to wander around outside a bit I might have more luck!
Jo lives in a small town in southern Japan. She lives with her two children and Japanese husband and is learning more everyday about the world of Japanese agriculture and culture.
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Three days and 14 eggs
As far as naming goes the children have so far decided on Lily, Rose, Jude and Gill with one more name up for grabs. Mind you they seem to change their minds every hour. The biggest problem with naming is that no matter how much I look at them I can't tell any of them apart at all. Maybe when they are finally able to wander around outside a bit I might have more luck!
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Wow, that's chicken heaven there! We lost our first four chook to a fox and after that I gave up my free range dream and we built Fort Chookie Knox. :)
ReplyDeleteMy then 4yo named our present chooks. Mummy, Daddy, Meg and Amy. I dread the day one of them dies. can you imagine her telling the kinder teacher Mummy or Daddy died? @_@
I found deflecting with my left forearm and going in for eggs with my right arm saved me from pecking for the most part.
What eggy delicacies are you making with this newfound wealth?
loads of chrissy eggnog??
ReplyDeleteIf they start over laying (is that possible?) I will up for a weekly box of free range eggs.
I think you should call the ugliest or most bad tempered chook Granny K.