So, this morning I arrived at the barn early, hoping to get some writing done. When I opened the barn door, I was confronted with an entire loft, full of babes with paintbrushes and buckets of differing colored paint! I braced myself for the incoming bucket-sized paint bombs to land on me, but to my surprise, all the babes had a completely different plan in mind.

Apparently, they’d been waiting for me to arrive, in order to retrieve the eggs from the hen house. Boomer already tried to go in and take said eggs, but the chickens weren’t having any of it! They pecked the back of his head relentlessly, until he fled from their enclosure. He’s no worse for wear, as dragons have pretty tough skin, and I know with certainty, that Boomer has a hard head!

Quite honestly, I didn’t know the babes even wanted to decorate eggs for Easter, as I’ve been out of the egg painting business since my girls were small. I know that I’m always reading the bible to the barn babes, and yes, I did read the story of Easter to them only a few days ago; but I was momentarily confused, on how they knew about painting and hiding eggs.

That is, until I walked back into my office, to find that I’d left the door unlocked last night. They’d all been in here watching television all night on my laptop. With the holiday fast approaching, there are commercials about colored eggs and chocolate bunnies running nonstop!

After a lengthy session of explaining how chocolate is very bad for animals, we settled on a plan to color a large number of eggs, that would then be given back to the angry chickens. Once the eggs have been returned, I’ve agreed to hand out the honey coated granola clusters, that are always kept locked up in my office safe.

If you’re asking yourselves why I keep food locked up in a safe, just think about it for a moment. Nuts, honey, and oats vs. squirrels, dragons and mice… not to mention Lily, who is capable of calling in her ant relatives in a hot minute. I bet you thought it was easy to care for a barn filled with woodland babes. You’ve no idea!

Anyways, I’ve come inside to retrieve the granola, along with a basket for collecting the eggs, and I paused long enough to drop you this note. I’m off to gently persuade the ladies in the hen house to let us borrow their eggs for a bit. I wonder if when we paint the eggs, the colors will make the chicks arrive in a rainbow? I’ll get back to you later on this theory. I always use non toxic food-based dye, so it should be safe.

I do think it would be really funny, to see the mamma chickens faces, when their chicks come out looking like little Piñatas!