That's what Aidan said when he came back from the chicken coop today.
Phew, he didn't ask me to pick a pocket.
This boy, and one of our Ameraucanas (Sally Mae? Aquamarine?), know how to make a mama happy. This is our first blue egg. I actually did a happy dance in front of the refrigerator after putting the egg safely away.
Thank you friends for all your encouraging and compassionate comments on my pity party post yesterday. You reminded me that it's perfectly normal and quite common to have a fragile egg day.
Today, though, is a blue egg day. And what a pretty hue of blue it is.