
Here's how our first lesson went:
Timmy: What are we going to do with the chicks?
Mommy: We're going to raise them and them eat them.
Timmy: pause. We're NOT going to eat them.
Mommy: Well, if we don't eat them, then we'll give them to our neighbors to eat.
Timmy. I'm not going to eat my chicken. I want to name them Lola (there is a book Timmy has of a chicken named Lola that runs away from her farm)!
Looks like we still need a few more lessons!

**When Norberto was young, he had a pet chicken named "Pepito." He was so tame, he'd ride on the handlebars of Norb's bike as he went through town! I have a feeling our son will be following in his dad's footsteps.
ROFL! That is soooo cute. Yeah, I think you are destined to have a pet chicken in your household. ;)
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