We've had the chicks a week now. They are getting bigger, their wing feathers are growing in, stiff and decorative, giving a hint to what they'll look like when they're older.
The girls have become a bit less obsessed with them; Georgia will leave the house, now. But they both still like to hold them throughout the day. We moved them out to the mudroom from the living room as their cheeping got louder and their poop smell got stronger.
Here's Georgia singing her favorite lullaby to "Muffin, or maybe not muffin."
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