Thursday, January 27, 2011

My Husband Flew The Coop

Oops.  A little typo.  My husband is building the coop.  Thank goodness.  I'm glad he's still around. 



Jeff is getting lots of help.


  His best helper, Tristan, has all the right tools.

 
I can't wait for it to be finished so the little henny pennies can move in.  Grace has named them already: Ruth and Naomi.  If we get 4, the other two will be Mary and Elizabeth.  If we get 5, I get to pick the name and I pick Omeletta.  (grin)  But I think we'll start with 2.


The coop will be the Sunny Side Up Hut.  The nesting boxes will be, of course, The Egg Plant.  And the run will be The Chicken Strip.  Only 4 cells of my brain remain.  It's tough being the sole, self-appointed building-namer of our household. 


6 comments:

McVal said...

My neighbors complain enough about our dogs... I don't think we could do a chicken coop unless we lived outside the city limits.
adorable coop! I hope it's filled soon with the chickys!

Lisa said...

so cute. :)

Amy said...

Wow! You guys are brave! :) I wouldn't mind having them in the summer, but during the winter? Not so fun. Can't wait to see pictures of the completed project and the new chicks!

Meghan said...

I LOVE that you're getting chickens!! AND I love the names. :)

Rural Revival said...

You're getting chickens! So are we, but not for a few more months. It's because of all that white stuff on the ground!

I love the name of your coop to be. Perfect!

Christina said...

What an adventure!
I love your names. :)
Our neighbors have chickens. I forgot about that until I read this, and I'm wondering how they are doing in our foot of snow?!
Daddy's helpers sure are adorable!