So I’m not going to lie, I have no idea what I’m doing. No, I guess that isn’t entirely true. I don’t know how this whole blogging thing is going to work out. I am probably like the majority of bloggers out there. I have 3 kids, 3,000 chores (that are not getting done at the moment b/c on top of everything else going on in my life I have decided, on a whim, to start a blog). I’m also homeschooling my daughter, and embarking on the journey of raising chickens as well as children. Considering the child raising is going so well, maybe I have a shot at a successful flock…then again I have already dealt with pee and poop on the carpet, and a biting, kicking toddler and it isn’t even 10am…so maybe it isn’t going as smoothly as I would have hoped.
But lets talk chickens. Because, let’s be honest, baby chicks are freaking adorable!
We screened for docile birds who will be good layers, and plan on eating any of them that start to crow. (By “we” I mean my husband, who knows I have zero desire to assist in the killing but will be more than happy to cook them once they’re cleaned.)
We have 3 Rhode Island Reds, 2 Plymouth Barred Rock, 1 Silver Laced Wyandotte, 3 Silkies (2 partridge and one blue) of which we are keeping one hen and returning the other 2 to my uncle. I am also headed to the feed store to pick up a Welsummer, and an Ameraucana (Easter Egger) for my husband.
Of course now that we have our chicks we should finish their house…
We used an old play structure from my uncle as the skeleton for our coop. Bella and Wesley and been very excited about the process, and yesterday they both helped me sweep out the coop so we could add a laminate floor (before it started to rain). We got half of it done before baby’s nap was over, so I call that a good day!
And this is where we’re at so far. Yes, I used the old cabinet doors from the downstairs bath. I am a genius.
Well. I suppose I should send this inaugural post out into the sea of internet…though i’m sure my readers will be limited to close friends, parents, in-laws and other family that’s okay with me.
Welcome to our side yard flock.