I don't know how this little body can hold such a giant spirit.
Anna is supposed to collect the eggs every morning. After two days of returning with an egg-less basket I started to doubt her thoroughness. Anna and I went back to the chicken coop and sure enough, there were no eggs to be found in the nesting boxes.
I began searching the run for eggs knowing that sometimes the chickens start laying in the cavities of the rocks. While searching, I rhetorically asked the chickens where they were laying their eggs. And then Anna said
"Oh Mom, I'll ask them. I speak chicken."
And she proceeded to make all sorts of clucking noises.
After a brief moment, she told me
"Mom, they said they were laying in the coop."
All be darned!
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