Missy's chickens.

I have a really cute little family living right next door to me.  When they first moved in, almost three years ago, they had a little boy named Jake and a little baby girl named Makayla. The couple was so excited to be in a house that was big enough to raise their children in and one that had a yard big enough for the kids to run.

Of course, with a house in suburbia, they had to get a dog. And a dog needs a playmate, right?  So soon enough they got another puppy - a cute chocolate lab to play with their black lab, Jackson. Then they got a little bunny named King Louie, and before too long, they had another baby girl and named her Kallie Maybel.

Some fruit trees were planted and lots of veggies along side their house as well. (In fact, just a few days ago, I heard a soft little knock at my door.  It was Jake and Makayla with a bag of cherry tomatoes for me from their garden - there are definitely benefits of living by a little suburban farm.)

A few months back, Derek asked if I had heard about his wife's latest undertaking.  I hadn't.  Baby chicks. He said she wanted to have fresh eggs from her own chickens. (I don't think I've seen a more ambitious 26 year old little mama.)

Well, few days ago, Missy called me over to their yard for the BIG news ... one of the chickens had laid an egg, and it was really exciting.  It was just one ... but exciting none-the-less.  Hopefully it's the start of something big.  I wouldn't mind some farm fresh eggs delivered right to my door after being laid!