Summertime has always been synonymous with "growing". And there's been lots of growing going on around here. The chicks are now ten weeks old.
They have done an enormous amount of growing. Because at the start of summer these three week old girls looked like this.
Lots of growing going on in the garden.
Growing berries for breakfast.
Picked fresh by a girly still in her pajamas.
And this eleven year old kiddo is growing up way too quickly. I snapped this photo of him around 7pm the other night as I was preparing to send off the fundraising packets for their school. Abigail was dancing to some not-so-quiet music and David was complaining about the fact that we were out of muffins. Ezra made himself a sandwich and quietly stepped outside to eat it. I watched out the window as he took deep breaths and savored the quiet - interrupted only by the sound of frogs croaking and an occasional bat flying over the pool to catch a mosquito. I don't know how many years I have left in which this kiddo will want to talk to, and cook with, and give hugs to, and share what he's read with his mama.
But I know he will never grow too big to love and care for his pets. Years ago I taught our doggies to take walks off leash but these days they listen best to this boy.
And watching our sweet hens grow is giving us yet another chance to learn and grow and laugh together.
I have a feeling that these sweet girls will be providing our family with a lot more than just yummy eggs. They are giving us hours of bonding time and many giggles.
How (or what) did you grow this week?