Arrival

Posted by: campmama on: September 17, 2009

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We wait in line at the post office.  Ethan is a bundle of nerves and can’t contain himself he is so excited.  When it is our turn to get to the counter, he rushes up and says, “We are here for our chickens.”  The woman goes to the back and brings out a small white box that is peeping.  I am praying that all are alive and well.  I would hate for him to open it up and find one had died.  We take our box to the car and Ethan asks to hold it for the ride home. 

Boy are they loud.  Peeping all the way home.  They must be so thirsty.  When we get home we rush into the kitchen and open the box.  Out jumps one of them. 

Meet Peep, Tuxedo, and King Dedede