Chicken Mansion

My husband is nothing short of a badass. Please look at the coop he designed and built all by himself:

TA-DAAAAAA!!! It's WONDERFUL!!!!

And it's hot as blue blazes outside, too. Go Bradley! He's my man! If he can't do it, no one can!!

The girls are definitely singing the Jefferson's theme song. These digs are waaay better than their "nursery."

Here's are the five star nesting accommodations:

I almost want to take a napper in there. 

Here the girls are enjoying their new shaded yard:

Here they can scratch and peck to their hearts' delight. And this is their new water fountain. No poop gettin' in this one! (shudder!)

Lastly, here is the people door:

I'll get some pics of the very cool contraption he put together so the kids can easily collect the eggs and post soon. I'll be painting it over the next few weeks, too.

Oh I love my husbin!

Willa Ann loves her some homegrown "pomadoes!"

See her sweet little hand? On the very immature tomato? She was very excited about the prospect of making our own spaghetti sauce. Both the reason and the result of her enthusiasm are evidenced below....



My baby loves her some spaghetti sauce!

(if you didn't see it already, please note the noodle by the belly button. Seriously, how much cuter can accidental noodle flingage be?)

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