Our First Egg!

This morning the chickens were acting funny. Laurel reported that they were acting weird when she was picking up trash from our fireworks. A little while later I went outside and heard a clucking I hadn’t heard before.

So I sent the kids down to see what was going on, and one of the girls was sitting in the nest. So I went down to lend my opinion to the situation, and sure enough, that hen looked like she was laying.

Fifteen minutes later I checked again and found this beautiful, perfect, little pink gem:

our first egg

I’m not sure who feels more pride – us or the chicken. Either way, I’m pretty sure that puppy’s going to get boiled and set lovingly atop a chef salad tonight. Don’t tell the girls, but I think that chef salad will include some grilled chicken.