A couple of weeks ago, I attended a local backyard barbeque with some friends. It was the type of barbeque where everyone brought their kids. I brought my oldest and my toddler. The rest of the kids seemed young compared to my 9 year old. He was bored. You could tell he wasn’t too thrilled to be there.
Then luck would have it, a young boy opened up the chicken coup and let all the chickens out! Chaos ensued.
All but two of them found their way back in on their own. I told my oldest he would get $20 for catching a chicken. More out of jest than anything. Little did I know that would light a fire under his feet, and he would chase this chicken for a couple of hours, until it was time for us to go. If there is one thing it showed, he is driven and has a competitive streak in him!
He slept well that night…