Teeny tiny chick just wasn’t big enough, she didn’t make it.
It’s time for my least favorite part of chook rearing…Pasty Butt. Only 3 so far, and keeping a close eye on the rest. Mountain Man cleaned up the first round of pasty bums before the rest of us were awake.
Our two year old was happy to join to poo tide and woke up informing us he wet the bed, which always means his diaper/pull up slid off and there is undoubtedly poop involved.
I spend my days wiping two little poopy butts. 24 more little fuzzy bums to wipe just adds to the crazy around here!