For nearly 18 weeks we have cared for, loved, played with, petted, named, and been amused by our hens.
Who knew their feathers would feel so silky soft,
that their dispositions would be so sweet,
that they would come to us so eagerly,
that they would ask to go home each time they flew out of their enclosure,
that that they would look us in the eyes when they "spoke"?
Oh my, were are so happily surprised by how well these girls fit into our family.
So imagine how excited we were when, several days ago, we found this in the nesting box!
Our very first egg! It was small, but ever so perfect.
The girly quickly ran to retrieve one of the dozen or so egg cartons that she has so thoughtfully collected for just this moment.
Our first egg was teeny compared to the large organic eggs we get at the store.
But we loved it nonetheless.
And now each morning (and afternoon - and sometimes in the evening) we check the coop for more eggs.
Sometimes we need to check again just moments later - just in case.
So imagine excited we were this morning when we opened the coop and found these three perfect teensy eggs. Like little gifts wrapped in the most precious of packaging.
Who knew how incredibly exciting it would be to lift this hinged door?