Last week, Lincoln found a nice surprise in the nesting boxes . . . . .
an exceptionally large egg. He weighed and compared it to an average sized egg.
The average sized egg weighed 2.2 ounces. The behemoth weighed a whopping 4.4 ounces.
“Hello there, dinosaur egg. My name is Prairie. And I am going to eat you . . . . . . . . .if I can open my mouth wide enough.”
Lincoln is our animal manager. His siblings help, but he is the one who makes sure all animals are taken care of, and he likes to experiment with their care. He has recently been feeding the chickens handfuls of rye berries because he read that rye is 10 percent protein. His reasoning is that the chickens need added protein during the winter months when they aren’t eating loads of bugs. Our egg production did increase within a few days, so maybe he is on to something.
And finally, we arrive at the climactic moment.
Is the egg a double-yolker? Or maybe, could it be . . . . . . . . .a triple-yolker?
Hopes are high.
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Keep trying Lincoln!
Prairie Sings 
Lincoln’s smirk is priceless.
Sandy shared your blog site with me. LOVE IT! Your children are soooooo precious. I will keep looking at all their accomplishments. Love you guys. Judy B.
We loved finding those huge ones when we were growing up on the farm! We never managed to get a triple yolk…hope you guys do!