5 is the new 7

As I lay in bed this morning listening to my tiniest chicken cooing in his crib, I remember thinking to myself, "why am I so tired?" then I looked at my clock, there in blaring red letters was the reason...4:58.                      

Shortly after that Chicken number 5 is heard running around the house "Bitney, Dustin, Miktell, Becky, morning.  Get up."

Now I am not one to normally jump to conclusions, alright who am I kidding, I was the QUEEN of jumping to conclusions for the better half of my life.  Any way, back on track, this is the third day in a row of said chickens getting up at an ungodly hour.  now we have early bedtimes in our house but last night one chicken did not give up till 10 pm!!  That means that he only got 7 hours of sleep last night.  HE is very happy today.....his MOTHER is not.

Here is a sideways picture of the chicken in question and his amazing smile this morning.  Yes I know the picture is sideways.  YES my OCD needs to change this, but my "woke at 5am brain" just does not care.