We have chickens.  No, I am not putting the cart before the horse.  No, I am not becoming a farmer (farmette) before my time.  Seriously, I think God is on my side in this and this is how he's letting me know.

Friends of ours who are on the board of the Campbell County Fairgrounds invited us to check out how to have fun Kentucky Style at the fair.  Much to our girls' surprise and happiness, they entered all the kids in the chicken rodeo.  Easy enough, you and a partner chase the chickens between the "goal".  At the end, they turn the chickens loose and if you catch 'em, you keep 'em.  Our friend, the Kentuckian, was chanting "please no kids with chickens, please no kids with chickens" and ended up with one.  Matt and I on the other hand, were cheering our kids on and doing the arm pumping when Noelle came up with one, and then later Julia.

The girls treat these chickens like they're family, of course, making harnasses to walk them and picking "Sour grass" because they love to eat it.  These chickens are keeping us in stitches too!  One of the sounds like she is a rooster ... when we stick her in the box she starts squawking like she is mad!

The girls are in heaven.  They are saying things like "this is my best day ever!"  " I never thought I would be coming home with a pet today!"  "I love chickens, they're so CUUUUTE!"  Hilarious.  But it got them out of bed on time this morning for our official first day of school!  :-)  Those pictures are just a few minutes after they got up.  Mia woke me up saying, "Mom, the chickens are screaming."  As you can imagine, I was very confused.  One of them sounds like a rooster!!!

So yes, it's the first day of school.  We started last week, but we skipped a few subjects, and didn't wake up early -- it was very casual.  It whetted their appetite, though, and now we are raring to go!  Today was supposed to be "Goal Day", but now we have to go shopping for chicken feed and a pen!

I have a goal to stop in here most days to blog.  I miss it.  I miss  you guys.  It's my way to journal.  Besides, I know you all want to live vicariously through me with these chickens!!!

Updated:  I feel like an idiot.  "That chicken crows like a rooster."  Well, guess what?  It IS a rooster!!!!!!!!!!!!!  We found the spur on it's foot underneath its feathers.  Does this mean we will have baby chicks soon???  WE ARE LOVING THIS!