I got a phone call this morning shortly after Britt left for school, I figured she had forgotten something again, this happens about once a week with her...poor thing just like her mother in so many ways. She didn't forget homework or permission slips but rather she forgot to turn the heat lamp off that she has on her baby chicks. She asked if I could run out and turn it off because it would be warm today and despite my asking if she wanted baked chicken for dinner she insisted that I please turn the lamp off. Of course I would. After all what are moms for right? While out there I noticed they needed fresh food and water as well but I was unhappy with what she has been feeding them from. So I headed to the shed in search of chicken supplies. I know we have them, this isn't our first go round with chicks, we've had several. I checked the small shed where all the feed use to be kept but turned up nothing. So I wondered over to the big shed ...
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