We did a thing ... without telling Greg

The day after we got back from Spring Break, we did a thing and decided to get chicks! Apparently it was the year to get chicks, because IFA limited people to only Saturday. So, we went to good old Cal Ranch and came home with 7 of the cutest chicks you ever did see!

Meet Ziggy, Sunday, Lemon, Dot, Shadow and Kiwi.

Quince was in heaven every morning going to check on the chicks. They were small enough, we kept them in a tote in the basement.

We got the chicks the week of General Conference and we had the best time holding them all weekend long. Even Greg got in on the holding.

I'm thinking we need to recreate this picture now that the chickens are big ...

Greg handled the news of the chicks relatively well. We didn't tell him we were getting them, and he was in a great mood coming home that night. No one said anything until sweet baby Quincey said, "Dad, want to see our chicks?" Greg then stopped, looks at me, flares his nostrils and said, "You didn't!" 

We did, and we've been in chicken heaven ever since.