I leaned over and mumbled to DH, "The roosters are getting frisky." He nodded. We ordered all pullets but have ended up with 3 roosters.
#3 overheard and very loudly said, "WHAT IS FWISKY?"
I just looked him in the eye and said, "Chicken sex."
He grinned HUGE and his eyes lit up. "Ohhhhh, that means more babies. Yahoo!"
that kid and babies.....