Updated: Sep 16
My sweet angel, little Amerisa, insisted on helping to get the eggs we gathered from the chickens today.
I usually have her wait outside the temporary fence that encircles their coop and the area of the backyard they occupy currently.
Today, however, with boots to trudge through the mud, we crept inside the coop together.
We gathered slightly more today than we have been gathering on a daily basis.
She is just over 2 1/2 years old, and obviously enjoys this "country living" lifestyle her father and I have worked to adopt and adapt to in our current situation.
I love it, I think he loves it, too, and so does she.
It isn't without it's challenges, though, especially with a little one in tow, one that often insists on being held whenever her Momma's hands are busy, or helping with whatever farm chores presents itself.
It does give us a special opportunity, though, to let her see that even something as previously foreign to us as homesteading is every bit possible, even if it's hard.
She's gonna see the ups and downs of it all, more than anyone reading this ever will, that's for sure. She'll see it all firsthand.
That gives me comfort, though, 'cause then she'll see that, if her father and I can do it, then so can she.
Her beauty is only outshined by her intelligence, both of which I have been privileged to witness firsthand, both of which surprise me more and more each day.
Chickens ain't like that, though. LoL
Yes, they can actually be very pretty, and they aren't entirely stupid, but, they seem to have great difficulty cooperating at times.
Then again, toddlers do, too.
But that's half of fun of raising them.
Now, if you'll excuse me, my favorite little egg gatherer is "painting" my face with something she found out in the driveway...
Thank you for joining us on our journey toward becoming more self-sufficient!
Lady Candace of House Phelps,
Supervising Egg Gatherer at