It’s all happened so fast so I have yet to mentioned Eric’s latest project: The Chicken Coop.
You might not know this about my husband, but he’s real man of the land. The only way to see my husband lately is to go outside. Which I don’t mind doing, but sometimes it’s cold! However, the second it was dry enough, and moderately warm enough, that boy has been workin’ in the yard.
Let’s recount shall we? First he uprooted the old lawn, and then he put in new garden borders in the backyard. Then he planted all sorts of veggies in the garden box. Peas, onions, lettuce, some other good stuff we both can’t remember. (We love surprises!) But after the grass seed didn’t take, he uprooted the lawn AGAIN, and decided it was time for sod. So he put in higher newer, BETTER garden borders, and then spent days trying to get the sod delivered. Once the sod came, Eric, his ever-present helper, his father, and my little brother laid the sod. Then it rained for three days, and while everyone else was bummed out, we rejoiced and praised the sod Gods.
You would think the man would be satisfied with his peas and his sod. But no. Eric decided we needed chickens. Personally I think it’s all an excuse to avoid painting the kitchen, but he assured me we definitely needed chickens. “Think how cool it will be?! Fresh, non-genetically modified eggs? The baby will love the chickens!”
He had me at baby.
So after spending countless hours researching coops online, he decided him and his dad could EASILY make one. For three days straight the only thing Eric could concentrate on was THE COOP. He could hardly sit still long enough to let me tell him about my all my aches and pains…YES I’M STILL PREGNANT.
Meanwhile, Eric did have to do some real work. But he seemed to figure out a way, as he always does, to mix work with play. And on a job at a customer’s house that had a very large chicken coop, he mentioned how he was going to build one and then him and the homeowner became BFF’s. Next thing you know Eric’s been given two full-grown hens that the man will just hold onto for him until Eric is done with his coop.
This motivated Eric to get things done EVEN faster. And BOOM. Yesterday morning Eric completed the coop, and yesterday afternoon he picked up our hens.
We named them Clack and Cluck. Clack is black, (I’m a firm believer in mnemonic devices) and Cluck, the Queen of the roost, is brown.
Eric has been outside staring at the chickens ever since. And I could barely get him to concentrate on eating, EATING, because he wanted to go back out and check on the chickens.
So that’s how I left him this morning. Sitting on a chair “checking on the chickens.” And then about 10 minutes ago, I got a very exciting email from him with this picture…
Anyway, pictures of what we have deemed “Cooperville” are on the way.
Hope you’re having a fabulous Spring!