For CAMERA CRITTERS (thanks Misty Dawn)
Our daughter and son-in-law keep a few hens for fresh eggs. No rooster. But early this summer there was one hen that got "broody" ... she didn't want to let them take her eggs.
So they bought a clutch of fertilized eggs from the feed store and let her hatch them.
The really cool thing (and I think the real reason they did it) was that the eggs hatched when their grandsons were visiting. (The boys, who don't live on a farm, are, of course, our great-grandkids. Click here for some other things that kept them busy over there during their visit.)
The little guys actually got to watch the chicks peck their way out of the eggs. They were so proud to show us the new additions the next time we saw them. (And although their great-grandpa was raised in the country, this is something I've still never seen in all my advanced years.) It was fun to hear the very serious explanation of how it all happened ... from a 5-year old.
It was a great memory for the boys to take back home after their visit ... and a great memory for all three generations of the grown-ups too!