My midwife was here today and we were finishing up the appointment when I sent the older kids outside to take care of the chickens. The kids take care of the chickens everyday, they let them out and make sure they have food and water, as well as collecting eggs.
As my midwife was getting ready to leave, Karol came in to tell me the girls were missing. I went out and called them. No answer. I had Karol come back inside and sit with Benedict, then grabbed the car keys. I started with the pecan grove, then was heading to the road when my midwife called and said that she found them down the road from us. She was returning them to me. Bad bad girls.
I am amazingly calm about this, surprisingly and the punishment will be decided on when the Papa gets home.