Yesterday, Grandma gave Allia this red sweater. It was made for James when he was a wee lad by his grandmother, Grandma Rae’s mother. Allia refused to take it off last night at bed time and this morning, when she got up, still refused to take it off. She ate breakfast in her “new” red sweater. She later changed, but put it back on again.
The chicks are growing and still seem happy and healthy. They now have little feather and I would say they are at the awkward teenage stage. They aren’t really cute anymore.
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