My husband is a country boy at heart. We live in the suburbs, but he likes to hunt and fish and he started a backyard garden last spring. This spring he wanted to add chickens to his little backyard farm, which I wasn't 100% on board with when he brought it up LAST spring...but since he was still talking about it a year later, we decided to go for it. And seriously? Who can resist baby animals? I cannot. Over Spring Break last week, the kids each picked out a chick at the feed store and got to name it. KayTar's is Nancy Chicks (a nod to Oliver! and her nickname for her school nurse) and BubTar's is Wiggins. Then on Friday, Josh came home with a third which we haven't named yet!