Feeding the Chickens

Michael got his first taste of outside farm life this past weekend when we spent Easter weekend at my parents (the weather was actually nice).  Michael is very attached to my Dad, so where ever Grandpa is, so is Michael.  Grandpa raises banty chickens for eggs, so Grandpa gave the opportunity for Michael to feed the chickens some corn.  Now these chickens are so tame, that they'll follow my Dad around where ever he goes.  Dad lets them out every evening out of the chicken coop to pick bugs and grass, etc. and at dark they go back into the chicken coop on their own and roost for the night.

Michael was really scared at first when Grandpa opened the door, and a flood of chickens pursued and swarmed Grandpa for some corn.  But as Grandpa showed Michael what to do he eventually warmed up to them, and was feeding them like a pro at the end.