
We were driving home from running errands today and two doors down, I saw a group of chickens pecking in the neighbors front yard. I pulled over and pulled RJ out of his carseat so he could watch them through the window. They walked right up to the car, so we got out. They walked right up to RJ and he seemed a little nervous, but not too bad. We came back to the house and grabbed a few saltine crackers and went back. At one point RJ put his finger out and a chicken pecked it. I was too slow to grab it back. He didn't cry, but just seemed surprised. The rest of the time he kept a grip on mom's leg.
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