Easter chickens

For Easter we hosted a late afternoon lunch, including our team, the Ebbers guests, our friend Domnul Nicolai, and his friend, Elena. After we ate all we could and sat around the table discussing religion, politics, culture, and economics following Romanian tradition, we headed outside to watch the soccer match already underway. The kids were attacking the ball, the grown-ups were trying to keep up, and suddenly there were 2 balls on the field. Or were there?

Daniel, Aaron and Darin 

The second ball on the field, that actually ended up being Angela and Traian's chicken.  Ed had fun tucking its head under its wing, spinning it around and making it play dead for a few minutes.  We enjoyed watching him, hoping he didn't kill it!

Hannah found great delight in chasing, watching, and playing with the chicken, though she kept calling it a "cocos", for "rooster" in Romanian.

Our kids had fun posing with it!

Hannah finally got the nerve up to hold it. I told her mom she needs to get that child a chicken!!

We thought we were a clever marketing ad for Chic-fil-A!!

And Daniel thought he was clever using Mrs. Chicken as an American football.  When we told Angela and Traian later what we did with their chicken, they laughed, but it was the kind of laugh that made me wonder if it was funny or if they were trying to not be concerned for the well-being of their chicken.
And this is obviously no chicken but a great picture of a beautiful girl!  She begged for a chicken for days after Angela took her chicken back home.  And until the girls got turned onto buying an Easter lamb for a pet!  We stopped and asked a shepherd one day if we could buy one, but he said they were still too small to be away from their mamas.  The girls had decided they would brush it, tie a ribbon around its neck, take it for a walk, and name it Easter.  Three weeks have passed, and we think they've forgotten about it.  We hope.