September 11th, 2009 we got our first egg from our chickens. Hayes came in and asked me to close my eyes and hold out my hand. One small, brown egg. I took a picture of it in Chase's hand because I can't pry it from his vice grip. Guaranteed it will be broken within the hour...hopefully just not on the carpet. I was going to try to tie the egg and new life to some parallel with 9/11, but I didn't feel I could do it justice this morning...I've spent the last 2 hours cleaning the worst thing possible....if you know what I mean....out of the carpet in Chase's room... don't even ask! But I did find a cool video the church put out for 9/11, so I'll post that instead.
PS....Looks like we're going to fry up the new egg for the ultimate egg lover, Chase. He's pretty excited