Easter Fuzzies

Lizzy couldn’t help herself. On the evening before Easter we found ourselves at the farm store looking into containers that held tiny yellow balls of fluffy chicks. We knew the kids would love them. At the close of our traditional Saturday egg hunt, we quietly brought out a plastic tub holding the chicks. Ella’s face tells the rest of the story. They all held the chicks with careful awe and adoration. So soft. So fluffy. We loved watching them pop around on the ground and eat out of our hands. We are delighted to welcome them into our family and watch them grow. After four to five months fresh eggs will reward our nurturing.Easter 2014 037 Easter 2014 036 Easter 2014 035 Easter 2014 034 Easter 2014 033 Easter 2014 032

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