Two weeks ago we picked up two baby chicks at the farmer's market, making an agreement with the farmer that we would return them in two weeks and he would give us some of the eggs they'd lay later in the year. When we picked them up they looked like this:
The girl slept with the chicks in their container at the foot of her bed every night, chirping away; they even came with us on a drive across the state (they spent the journey westward in the trunk, on the eastbound leg they rode on my wife's lap). The other day, before we brought them back to the farmer, we let them walk around the neighborhood and it was hard to believe they had grown so much:
It was a difficult thing to load them up in the dog wagon and bring them up to the market. The girl promised them she would eat all their eggs.
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