tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979096608832085821.post6092436226435025595..comments2023-12-21T05:23:10.876+11:00Comments on The Hut Chronicles: 37/52Marian Hazelhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16611229357228521510noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3979096608832085821.post-62950188722813955902015-10-10T07:44:44.801+11:002015-10-10T07:44:44.801+11:00My goodness the girls are growing up fast.
You are...My goodness the girls are growing up fast.<br />You are lucky they only had RubberDucks ! ......when my daughter was 3 we lived near a creek and she was fond of stripping off anytime, I would often have to follow a trail of clothes to find her playing in the side paddock or near the creek.<br />One day I followed the clothes and found her giving 3 tiny chicks a bath in the edge of the water, they were NOT good....I dried them off and they spent the afternoon tucked onto my boobs under 3 layers of singlet, t shirt and fleecy,and very surprisingly they survived.<br /><br />We had to have a talk about the difference between chicks and ducklings and that mummy hen would be the only one to know when her babies needed a bath or swim.MargaretPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12990336317308988689noreply@blogger.com