In Science class Chance was supplied a fertilized egg. He was supposed to provide shelter, as well as protect and "love" his egg. 
He had to keep it safe for one week. After the week was up they were going to put the eggs in an incubator and hope they hatch.
I asked Chance what he named his egg. I fully expected him to say that he hadn't named him. To my surprise he said, "KOONTAY"...spelled K-u-n-t-a-y. He's African American". I walked into his room the other day and he had placed Kuntay in front of his radio so he could "listen to music".
What a great dad.
I will let you know if it hatches. Keep your fingers crossed.
1 comment:
that's sweet! your boys are all so sweet and will make wonderful husbands and dads one day
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