Actually, more like, not just one but 2 and then 3 (#3 came this morning). Grayson went out yesterday morning and came running back in proclaiming that he can successfully start his business now....entrepreneur that he is. In my ignorance I just thought he'd been out raiding a bird's nest when he proudly displayed the treasure gently cradled in his hands. I gently chided, "Grayson, don't go getting eggs out of birds' nests!" He then retorted with, "Mom!!! These are chicken eggs...finally!!!!" The plan is for him to care for and be completely responsible for the chickens and as his "pay" for their upkeep he can sell the extras the family doesn't need. Seeing as how Nanny and Pawpaw have a mere 17 hens and they have 1 1/2 fridges stocked with nothing but eggs I figure we'll have more than a few left once the other 26 chicks get here and grow big enough to start laying. It works for everybody since it is a great way for Grayson to earn some money and he has total responsibility for them....cleaning the coop (ugh!), feeding and watering, letting them out in the morning, putting them up at sundown, gathering eggs and all of the like. I had to break the news to him though that 3 eggs wasn't going to be enough to cut it on the business end. He had a hard time swallowing the fact that he has to wait yet another however many months for his goldmine to cash in since we don't even have the other 26 chickens yet. So, I guess we can officially be considered farmers with the arrival of our very 1st homegrown, farm fresh eggs. Something tells me we still have a long way to go before we ever reach farmer status. But, hey....it's a start!
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