Thursday, August 30, 2012
In my head it goes like this "Cool, that should be fun, the kids will love that"
The reality is often a little different.
Last weekend I said, sure, we would love to have baby chickens for the weekend. What is not to love about baby chickens?
Let me tell you what is not to love about baby chickens.
Lots of baby chicken poo.
They poo all day and night, when sitting in your hands or when Immy drops them and they run behind the chair.
Even on your shoulder.
Poo gets stinky quick.
The baby chickens have returned to creche to be squished and cuddled by tiny hands and to poo themselves crazy away from my carpet.
Are you a hand-puter-up-erer or a poo clean-er-up-erer?