Both kids enjoy holding the chicks, but not with their bare hands. They prefer to use a plate or have them walk on their pants. Little-C is afraid of them if they get remotely close to her. Her smile is deceiving because she's constantly watching them to assure they aren't going to jump off the plate.
Every chance the kids can get to bring over some of their neighbor friends, they do it! They enjoy showing them their chicks and R-man will say, "They say peep, peep, peep."
Each morning and night we have to fill their feed and water and clean their bedding. What we've learned is chicks poop, a lot!
As you can see in the above photo, the chicks are quite a big bigger than they were last week.
Saturday the kids will get their Easter photos taken with the chicks and then we will venture home to take the chicks to my parents farm. They are broilers so my parents will raise them until they are ready to butcher. I tried to explain to the kids what will happen to them when they get bigger and Little-C said, "That's just gross, Mom." Little does she know, growing up, we butchered all of the chickens we raised. Doing that gave me a different perspective - farmers eat what they raise just like the food consumers buy in the store.
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