The kids love them. Liam calls them "Chicken birds!" and tells me that they are "cute!". He loves them so much that he snuck down into the basement this morning, and moved the heat lamp off them. Yikes! I didn't know it until the chicks started peeping very loudly an hour or so later. Chicks don't like to be cold, and they were getting cold. John promptly installed a hook and eye on the basement door.
Lilia finds them to be cute as well, telling me that they are her favorite pet, and asking if I'm the chickens' mommy, or is she. I can tell she wants to hold them, but I tell her that they are still too little. Hopefully next week, she can hold one when Liam isn't around.
|Trying to avoid me :(|
I'm not as anxious as I thought I'd be. For the most part, I go down and check on them 4-5 times a day, but that's about it. In the morning, and before bed, I change the water and feed, and the bedding. Nothing too big, nothing to make me thing OMG, I've added to my work load. I thought that the chicks and brooder would smell a little, but so far they don't. I don't even notice a smell, which is good, although I change the bedding once a day. Maybe that helps.
So here's a video of the chicks falling asleep.