Steve came home a couple of months ago with news for the family... he had ordered 12 chickens. I have to confess I was not thrilled to start with. We had just moved in, I was feeling a little overwhelmed with starting a new home again and getting school started in a State that has more laws than anywhere esle we have lived. Another project I though I did not need. The following month saw my husband and two church friends, Roy and Wade, working over time to build a coop and a chicken tractor.. every weekend day from sun up until sun down for a month Steve has been concreteing posts in place, building a delux coop and stringing fencing.

Yesterday the children and I went to pick up the hens. Twelve hens were caught by their feet and popped in boxes we had brought. Twelve hens clucked as we drove home and settled them in their new home. As I type four children have spent over an hour in the chicken area just watching the hens peck around.

Then a shout of excitement and the first egg was carried ceremoniously to the house, warm and brown and well..egg shaped. We have our first egg!!!!

This is one of those humbling moments when I realise that I have let my anxiety of "another thing" over take the joy I could have been having in this project. I am humbled and thankful I have a husband who puts up with my attitudes. note to self..quit the attitudes!and note to hubby... no more surprises for a while :0)