Breakfast for my son

"Mom will you make me eggs please?"

"Sure honey"...

"Oh, I'll go check for eggs mom."

A few moments later "mom I need your help there are four eggs."

I hand him a basket and tell him "here you go sweet heart, watch out for the dogs so they do not knock them out of your hand"

A moment later..."mom can you please come to help me the hens are all upstairs and that sorta scares me mom"

So I go and get the eggs, Pearl is sitting on one that she has rolled back under and the kids tell me she pecks at us. I pet Pearl and lift the egg and tell her thank you. She pecks me and we all go in.

Dash has his four eggs fresh from the  hens, and all of the cherry tomatoes that were harvested yesterday with the fresh basil flowers.

"Mom in Russia do you think that they ever get to have organic Ketchup?"

"No son, I think that we sorta live like czars to them"

"yep, mom we are like czars aren't we?"