Chick a Doodle Play Date

We have 14 day old chicks in our lounge (in a box). The kids had a play-date today with two of their friends. We sat in a circle on the rug and got the chicks out. They noted their wings were growing feathers. We held them high so they could 'flutter' down, they are beginning to learn to fly. One of the chicks landed on a child's head, not only was this immensely funny but also immensely desirable. Everyone had to have a turn with a chick perched on their head. The chicks, being birds, have a great head for heights and were happy to do this. The chicks, obligingly, pooped on the carpet. More hilarity, as poo never gets old. Only surpassed by me saying, 'No, sweeties, we do not eat our own poo!' You would think this was the funniest line in history given the laugh it got. I noticed one of the boys gently picking a chick back up, saying, 'oh, you fell down, let me help you, little one,' in a really slow, soft voice. My son, explaining to my friend, 'you have to keep the light on in their box for heat. They don't know how to keep themselves warm yet and that does it for them. Else they would die.' My son's friend, 'If they are both girls, why is one called Will(iam Turner)?' and 'Is she a Swan?' 'No, she is a chicken that was named after Elizabeth Swan. Elizabeth is not a good name for a chicken. Swan is.' replied my daughter, as if it actually makes sense.