Today we bought materials to make the much-anticipated chicken coop.
The chicks are getting so big that they jump out of their bin in the shed
and need their own space.
Nicholas and Christian have designed a coop
(with wheels to make it mobile)
and started on it while Lottie let the chicks out and watched them hunt
for bugs and worms.
I kept Angus inside the house because it gets annoying
to tell him over and over and over and over again to "sit."
He loves to smush his beard into the chicks and act like
he will eat them.
He needs a haircut in the worst way.
He's pretty much a walking fart.
In fact, when he gets super hairy and stinky like this,
we call him "fart bomb" or "FB" for short.
Oliver has baptized someone almost (all kids) every week since he's been out,
and Jane has had little luck with baptisms in her area.
But both have amazing stories to share and are growing in many ways,
but especially how they have grown to love the people they serve.
I love hanging up the phone with them feeling relieved and happy that
they are doing so well, and I thank God for all the blessings we receive
here at home because of their hard work and sacrifice.