You recall last year I told you to embrace your children and let them share in helping out in the garden. Of course I was referring to the assistance that was provided by Wee Chick and the puppy. As he has grown so has his exuberance for helping.
Update from Chickenland: We candled the eggs again this last week and found that so far 17 out of the 26 eggs are showing signs of life. Five of the eggs are far enough along that the little peanut inside was seen to be wiggling about (as if to say, "turn out the light! We're trying to sleep in here!"). It's hard to embrace the old adage to not count one's chickens before they hatch, but previous experiences have taught us now to be patient.
Out in the yard, some of the girls are gaily dressed in their little aprons. These are called Chicken Saddles and are used to protect the hen while her feathers grow back after rough housing with the boys. One of the local smartypants suggested that I give all the girls red capes with their initials emblazoned upon them (big "G" for Goldie, "LM" for Little Miss, etc). Personally, I think they're much happier with what they have.
Of course I suspect the ones that didn't get an apron are now wanting to know why they don't have one.