delightful guests at the Urban Chickens coop

We were thrilled to be able to host our little friend Mali in the backyard yesterday. She got a chance to spend a little quality time with the chooks, and her mom has a great write-up of the experience from her point-of-view.

You must go read it now. (there's a priceless picture to accompany the post). The passage that I like most?

Mali has heretofore refused to eat eggs. Scrambled, coddled, tamago'd, absolutely not. But when she found out that it was those chickens right there who laid her eggs and that she could eat those eggs? NOM NOM NOM.

So Mali's eating eggs again now that she knows the chickens they came from... hey, isn't that how it should be?