Chicken Little

Our neighbor, Brig, has chickens in his backyard.  And my kids are so jealous.  They are constantly asking when they can have a chicken in their yard.  I'm not really sure what to tell them... I just keep mumbling something about 'in a while'.  Anyway- the kids take every chance they can get to ride their bikes down to Brig's house and watch the chickens.  Sometimes they get to help feed them and sometimes they just chase them around the yard- Brig says the chickens need exercise.  And on special days- Brig even lets them bring home an egg or two.  Normally the kids walk their bikes home and hold the egg in their hand and all is safe.



This egg however doesn't know how lucky it is.  I however, know exactly how lucky it is.  Ty decided to bring this egg home in his pocket... since riding his bike was SO much faster.  Does that scream disaster to anyone else??  An egg in your pocket while you ride a bike??  It could have come to a very messy end.  Instead... it ended in dessert.  I used it to make brownies.

Thank you Brig.  And Ty.