Thursday, February 17, 2022

in which we all learn

The chickens Nu and L got have begun to lay eggs, or so I hear


Nu: [Scrubbing chicken eggs in the kitchen sink.]
Me: Those look muddy, did your chickens lay them in the dirt?
Nu: [Looks blankly at me] It's poopy, Mom!
Me: Wait! The eggs come out of their poop hole?!
Big A: [To me] Yes, Puppy! Chickens just have the one cloaca.
Nu: Oh! That's how you say it? I thought it was "cluck-a."
Me: I didn't know any of this.
Big A: I'm still learning new things about you.
Fin.

6 comments:

Elisabeth said...

Hilarious!

maya said...

When my kids were little, their mispronunciations and overregularizations gave me so much joy :).

Gillian said...

Are those eggs from N's chickens? Araucanas?

maya said...

Gillian Grrl, I don't know.

maya said...

(The eggs are from Nu's chickens, yes.)

StephLove said...

That's like a prose poem.

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