Brooding
We are ready.
The brooder is ready. The eggs are in their hatching stance.
Waiting.
We've made a few mistakes along the way. Perhaps fatal. And we all feel anxious and terribly guilty.
Just goes to show that artificial nature can never really take the place of momma. And the Dad of this house is in charge of all future projects that involve LIFE. Because he's the one who reads directions.
(still need a farmer, btw)
Posted in: on Sunday, April 13, 2008 at at 10:37 PM
okay I can't help you with the farmer, but I am impressed you had the guts to try! What a great, fun mommy!
Aw...don't be so hard on yourself! A great memory maker for your family!!