just us chickens

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She has learned a fun little trick of drizzling  her rice chex off of her play saucer . She is quite “pretty” about it as she lightly sprinkles it off the edge.  She is studying  gravity or how to be a flower girl… or both.  It only took the second handful of rice cereal precisely sprinkled onto the deck to call in a flock of hens.   I thought she would be alarmed… not at all.  She loved it.  She seemed enthralled  with the results of her experiment.  So I took her out of the playsaucer and plunked her down… how would she like this?!  I know it sounds a bit Hitchcock to plop her down in the center of a bunch of hungry birds…no worries, it was all in the name of science….. obviously.  In all her happiest baby ever ways she loved it all the more…. a birds eye view, if you will. Once the hens learned she was an endless food factory they called more of their friends… and she loved it all the more….surrounded on all sides…right in the midst of a feeding frenzy. I guess if you think about it, being the youngest of eight children isn’t much different then a flock of ravenous hens.