Sarah has decided to give talking a try (she will be two next month). There are a few words she's started using with more accuracy and regularity.
Mom-mom (that's me)
maw (more)
uh-oh (just what you're thinking)
umma (up...that one has been giving her trouble for months)
isss (this...we're just trying this one out)
yum (another obvious one)
yay (she easily gets caught up in the excitement!)
And one that we're very clear on...no confusion:
NO!
She often shrieks it.
Sometimes she overdoes it:
no-no-no-no-no
It's pretty cute and annoying all in the same instant.
Incidentally, this was one of the last words the first 5 kids started using. It does not bode well in my heart that it's her first 100% clear word. Buckle yourselves in people, we're in for a rough ride!
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Friday, July 29, 2011
Before and After
We scored some chairs from Chad's aunt, via his parents who were trying their hardest to get rid of them.
When I saw the chairs, I knew they would be perfect for the desks in the kids' rooms. I thought I might be able to recover them for personality. :)
I finally got around to my project yesterday and just finished up today.
Here was what each chair looked liked:
Here was my first chair, for the boys:
Here is the 2nd chair, for the girls:
I'm just so proud of myself (so you don't need to be) that I actually finished this project! That's what my self-esteem needed...a little success.
The fabric was less than $2 each chair (clearance at Hancock Fabrics). The only other materials I consumed were heavy duty staples and threads from the serger and sewing machine. Plus, I got to use a stitch on my machine that I'd never paid attention to before. It's a stitch that is like sewing 3 seams very close together...but all in one pass.
My time was less than 3 hours total (there was a bit of a learning experience with the first chair).
And now I can go back to being lazy and unproductive.
When I saw the chairs, I knew they would be perfect for the desks in the kids' rooms. I thought I might be able to recover them for personality. :)
I finally got around to my project yesterday and just finished up today.
Here was what each chair looked liked:
Here was my first chair, for the boys:
Here is the 2nd chair, for the girls:
I'm just so proud of myself (so you don't need to be) that I actually finished this project! That's what my self-esteem needed...a little success.
The fabric was less than $2 each chair (clearance at Hancock Fabrics). The only other materials I consumed were heavy duty staples and threads from the serger and sewing machine. Plus, I got to use a stitch on my machine that I'd never paid attention to before. It's a stitch that is like sewing 3 seams very close together...but all in one pass.
My time was less than 3 hours total (there was a bit of a learning experience with the first chair).
And now I can go back to being lazy and unproductive.
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Quote of the Morning
Leah: It's mostly warmer up here than down there, but it's mostly warmer down there.
Me, after a brief pause: That doesn't make any sense.
Leah: aaaaa!
Do you people see what I am subjected to? It's no wonder I am slowly losing my mind.
Me, after a brief pause: That doesn't make any sense.
Leah: aaaaa!
Do you people see what I am subjected to? It's no wonder I am slowly losing my mind.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
My Walls
Maybe some of you don't realize how much work I've put into building up my walls.
Each brick was placed very carefully, determined by feelings and and circumstances. I have invested years into building these walls. I have several layers of walls. I feel safe behind my walls (though not always happy).
When someone comes along and starts trying to break through my walls, I get very uncomfortable. It's a painful process to uncover the things I buried in the walls when I built them.
Even so, I am a practical person and realize that these walls are ugly and not built to code. They need to come down (or at the very least, a window put in).
So I thank those of you who have taken on this unpleasant task of breaking away the bricks. I'm sorry if I don't appear very grateful. There are some things being uncovered that I'd hoped to never see again.
Hopefully, you're all wearing hard hats, because I'd hate for anyone to be injured by my falling walls. Please pardon my dust (and tears).
Each brick was placed very carefully, determined by feelings and and circumstances. I have invested years into building these walls. I have several layers of walls. I feel safe behind my walls (though not always happy).
When someone comes along and starts trying to break through my walls, I get very uncomfortable. It's a painful process to uncover the things I buried in the walls when I built them.
Even so, I am a practical person and realize that these walls are ugly and not built to code. They need to come down (or at the very least, a window put in).
So I thank those of you who have taken on this unpleasant task of breaking away the bricks. I'm sorry if I don't appear very grateful. There are some things being uncovered that I'd hoped to never see again.
Hopefully, you're all wearing hard hats, because I'd hate for anyone to be injured by my falling walls. Please pardon my dust (and tears).
August 18th, Where are you?
It's only the 2nd week of July (the 7th week of summer break) and I am ready for those kids to go back to school.
I have neither the desire or strength to stand over them and baby them through the jobs I try to give them. They don't care about consequences and I find it much easier to ignore that they are ignoring me and just do the job myself.
A martyr attitude? Probably. But I tried to have routine and order the first part of the summer and I only ended up stressed out.
Now I try to ignore the voice in the back of my mind telling me this is a horrible parenting technique. It's working for me for the moment. Survival is most important.
I will be spraying those screens off myself today. Which means I won't have time to do something else I need to do more (but I asked someone to spray those screens and now they get to feel guilt as they watch me do it)...yeah that martyr attitude isn't really helping.
I have neither the desire or strength to stand over them and baby them through the jobs I try to give them. They don't care about consequences and I find it much easier to ignore that they are ignoring me and just do the job myself.
A martyr attitude? Probably. But I tried to have routine and order the first part of the summer and I only ended up stressed out.
Now I try to ignore the voice in the back of my mind telling me this is a horrible parenting technique. It's working for me for the moment. Survival is most important.
I will be spraying those screens off myself today. Which means I won't have time to do something else I need to do more (but I asked someone to spray those screens and now they get to feel guilt as they watch me do it)...yeah that martyr attitude isn't really helping.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
It's not your chair anymore!
Because I like a good story...
Imagine:
You buy a dining room set from a stranger, who bought it from someone else a few years before. It's a little worn, but you find it suitable for your purposes and spend a quite a bit of time and money fixing it up.
After you've owned it for some time, you are informed that a friend of the original owner wants that chair because it perfectly matches a dining set he has. They don't want to buy the chair from you; they are demanding that you return it.
Their claim to have a right to make this request is this: It seems that the original owner had promised that chair in this dining room set (along with other furniture pieces in his home) to his son. In the drafting of their argreement for transfer of goods, the desired chair was accidentally omitted and neither party caught it. This intent to deliver the chair is binding enough that it transfers to you (several owners later) and you are obligated to comply.
Now you have to give back the chair you paid for and invested time and additional resources in because they made a mistake in the drafting the original agreement to transfer goods.
Not only is this the case, but you also have to pay shipping and handling to send it to them.
Is there a sane person on the earth that would support that? What would be your response?
Imagine:
You buy a dining room set from a stranger, who bought it from someone else a few years before. It's a little worn, but you find it suitable for your purposes and spend a quite a bit of time and money fixing it up.
After you've owned it for some time, you are informed that a friend of the original owner wants that chair because it perfectly matches a dining set he has. They don't want to buy the chair from you; they are demanding that you return it.
Their claim to have a right to make this request is this: It seems that the original owner had promised that chair in this dining room set (along with other furniture pieces in his home) to his son. In the drafting of their argreement for transfer of goods, the desired chair was accidentally omitted and neither party caught it. This intent to deliver the chair is binding enough that it transfers to you (several owners later) and you are obligated to comply.
Now you have to give back the chair you paid for and invested time and additional resources in because they made a mistake in the drafting the original agreement to transfer goods.
Not only is this the case, but you also have to pay shipping and handling to send it to them.
Is there a sane person on the earth that would support that? What would be your response?
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Shrine Circus 2011
I originally started this post on July 4th, but Blogger has given me the hardest time with these pictures. So I've finally given up trying to entertain you all with our circus memories and just get this post done!!
The weather this year was FANTASTIC! A little warm at 3:30, but it felt great in the shade. I guess other people thought it was great weather, too. The stands were packed...the most we've ever seen at the circus. We've suffered through wind and/or rain most of the past years.
Here are the kids, waiting for the show to begin. It seems like there is always someone with a long-sleeved shirt on in this family!!
Here is what some of them looked like a little later...must have been good...or simply astonishing.
There were tigers this year. I've never seen tigers (we've been going for the past 4 or 5 years). The tigers jumped through hoops and over each other. It was pretty impressive (though not jaw-dropping).
There were aerial acrobats. Here is a stunt that they didn't end up needing the net for. ;)
There were also acts of juggling and several people hanging from ropes and spinning, etc.
There was a bear there. He could push a huge stroller and walk on this barrel.
This family was good at flips. They launched several members of their team up into the air. This guy is about to land in a padded chair about 10 feet up off the ground.
The weather this year was FANTASTIC! A little warm at 3:30, but it felt great in the shade. I guess other people thought it was great weather, too. The stands were packed...the most we've ever seen at the circus. We've suffered through wind and/or rain most of the past years.
Here are the kids, waiting for the show to begin. It seems like there is always someone with a long-sleeved shirt on in this family!!
Here is what some of them looked like a little later...must have been good...or simply astonishing.
There were tigers this year. I've never seen tigers (we've been going for the past 4 or 5 years). The tigers jumped through hoops and over each other. It was pretty impressive (though not jaw-dropping).
There were aerial acrobats. Here is a stunt that they didn't end up needing the net for. ;)
There were also acts of juggling and several people hanging from ropes and spinning, etc.
There was a bear there. He could push a huge stroller and walk on this barrel.
This family was good at flips. They launched several members of their team up into the air. This guy is about to land in a padded chair about 10 feet up off the ground.
This guy is there every year. He stacks chairs and climbs. When the wind is really bad around here, he takes the safe road and doesn't stack the last one or two chairs. Really...where's the entertainment in that? (I'm kidding. I don't want my kids to need therapy because they saw a performer maimed or killed right in front of them.)
At intermission we got snow cones. The choices (all $4) were snow cones (which I can make at home for free), popcorn (which I can also make for free and will make everyone thirsty) or cotton candy (I'm not going to buy pure sugar on a stick...plus, they'll all be thirsty). I figured that at least with the snow cones, the kids wouldn't be thirsty! So for $16, we got 4 snow cones (I know...we were practically robbed)!
Sarah enjoyed hers. ;)
MMmmmm....Refreshing!
We know the circus is over when the elephants come out. In years past, they've had 3 elephants. I guess they traded an elephant for the tigers. It's impressive to me to see how these huge animals perform these tricks. They just do them a lot slower than other animals!
Good Bye! See you in 2012!
Of course, the show wasn't over just because we left the circus grounds. We had our own circus to perform. Who even knows why he is pouting...we rarely find out.
Thankfully, it was a two-ring circus (so we didn't get bored with just one act). I can't remember what her problem was, either.
Of course, we were the 4 o'clock performance, trying to leave at 6:30 - the same time the 7 o'clock performance was arriving. There was a traffic jam big enough to impress even a Thai taxi driver. (That's a REALLY big traffic jam, if you couldn't guess.)
Good Bye! See you in 2012!
Of course, the show wasn't over just because we left the circus grounds. We had our own circus to perform. Who even knows why he is pouting...we rarely find out.
Thankfully, it was a two-ring circus (so we didn't get bored with just one act). I can't remember what her problem was, either.
Of course, we were the 4 o'clock performance, trying to leave at 6:30 - the same time the 7 o'clock performance was arriving. There was a traffic jam big enough to impress even a Thai taxi driver. (That's a REALLY big traffic jam, if you couldn't guess.)
The next day, we had a horrible (but I loved it) wind and thunderstorm. I was glad we missed that!!
Saturday, July 09, 2011
Trauma on the road
I have six very different children. We run the gamet (is that how to spell it?) of emotions and each child is master of a certain one. Nathan's emotion is pouting. I guarantee you don't know anyone that pouts better than Nathan.
What's that? Your friend's daughter's coach's great aunt on his father's side? No. You're wrong...Nathan is worse.
But he doesn't just pout well. He can cry for no (good) reason...endlessly.
Here he is in the back seat...crying because he's squished. He cried the entire way to the store. It was at least a 20 minute drive. See how Sarah doesn't seem to notice? She's used to our craziness.
Monday, July 04, 2011
FHE in the river bottoms
One Monday evening we decided to explore the river bottoms for our FHE activity. The river has been flooding here (though it's gone down significantly now) and we wanted to see what the situation was like.
We first walked by a stagnant pond that didn't smell so good, but we got a few rocks to skip on it!
Then we walked into the trees and hiked a bit.
I feel blessed to live in such a beautiful area. (I still miss the green of Washington, but this is beautiful, too.) It's nice to walk without actually walking to anywhere. Sarah was taking full advantage of the opportunity to explore. :)
This is a road, disguised as the Snake River. We've driven on this road before. Today we waded on it.
You can see the rapids way out in the flooded river. This is usually a shallow shore, but you can see that little tree out there has been taken by surprise. The kids enjoyed getting their feet wet in the water.
On the way home, we got a little silly.
We first walked by a stagnant pond that didn't smell so good, but we got a few rocks to skip on it!
Then we walked into the trees and hiked a bit.
I feel blessed to live in such a beautiful area. (I still miss the green of Washington, but this is beautiful, too.) It's nice to walk without actually walking to anywhere. Sarah was taking full advantage of the opportunity to explore. :)
This is a road, disguised as the Snake River. We've driven on this road before. Today we waded on it.
You can see the rapids way out in the flooded river. This is usually a shallow shore, but you can see that little tree out there has been taken by surprise. The kids enjoyed getting their feet wet in the water.
On the way home, we got a little silly.
Sarah never likes to be left out of something like that!
And she didn't...
And she didn't...
...tire...
...easily.
If nothing else, they are able to have fun!
...easily.
If nothing else, they are able to have fun!
Grandpa's Summer visit
My dad comes for a visit about twice a year. We look forward to visiting with him and catching him up on all the new tricks we've learned. (We're pretty sure he loves watching our endless flips and somersaults and he always gives such good compliments on our drawings.) Grandpa always takes us to dinner which is something to really anticipate. He must like saying there are 9 of us when the hostess asks!
We take a picture (or as many as possible before the younger ones start running off) and start thinking forward to his next visit.
We take a picture (or as many as possible before the younger ones start running off) and start thinking forward to his next visit.
Thanks for making the trip up to see us, Grandpa!
(Yes, that is a ridiculously large bow in Sarah's hair. Sometimes you just use what you're given!)
Chad is THIRTY-EIGHT!
That seems a lot older than eleven.
Chad's cake was an experiment in creativity. I've learned that things rarely come out the way I envision them. Strangely enough, I keep trying anyway.
Can you tell what it is? Chad thought it looked like an armless Mongolian warrior. Admittedly, that never came to me. But I can see how he thought that. Instead, it is a king chess piece on a chess board. Nathan and I made the chess piece. I made the cake.
I tried to make the frosting red, but after I put enough red food dye in to give an elephant cancer, I decided hot pink would have to do. When I tried to frost the cake, the frosting was too runny (probably from all the food coloring) and I ended up scraping it off the cake to add more powdered sugar.
I had a chess board stencil I cut out on my Silhouette and sprinkled on the chocolate candies for the squares. (Getting the stencil back off the very wet frosting was another fun trial.) All in all, it ended up OK...I guess.
The kids had fun giving Chad his presents they'd scrounged up for him. Leah gave him her fold-up binoculars she's gotten from school. Then Sarah stole them.
Daniel gave him a collection of church magazines...all for the month of June...some of them several years old. Those went right back into the magazine basket. (Yes, that does need to be cleaned out.)
I gave him some gifts that I scrounged up around Walmart and we moved on to the cake.
Chad's cake was an experiment in creativity. I've learned that things rarely come out the way I envision them. Strangely enough, I keep trying anyway.
Can you tell what it is? Chad thought it looked like an armless Mongolian warrior. Admittedly, that never came to me. But I can see how he thought that. Instead, it is a king chess piece on a chess board. Nathan and I made the chess piece. I made the cake.I tried to make the frosting red, but after I put enough red food dye in to give an elephant cancer, I decided hot pink would have to do. When I tried to frost the cake, the frosting was too runny (probably from all the food coloring) and I ended up scraping it off the cake to add more powdered sugar.
I had a chess board stencil I cut out on my Silhouette and sprinkled on the chocolate candies for the squares. (Getting the stencil back off the very wet frosting was another fun trial.) All in all, it ended up OK...I guess.
The kids had fun giving Chad his presents they'd scrounged up for him. Leah gave him her fold-up binoculars she's gotten from school. Then Sarah stole them.
Daniel gave him a collection of church magazines...all for the month of June...some of them several years old. Those went right back into the magazine basket. (Yes, that does need to be cleaned out.)
I gave him some gifts that I scrounged up around Walmart and we moved on to the cake.
On thing about turning 38...it's a lot of candles. When you add a foil-covered piece of cardboard, you have a significant heat/light source. We nearly roasted Sarah here!
But that foil backboard does help get the candles out in one breath. It was right about now that Chad realized how hot metal gets when exposed to 38 small flames!
But that foil backboard does help get the candles out in one breath. It was right about now that Chad realized how hot metal gets when exposed to 38 small flames!
Happy Birthday, Chad!
Daniel is ELEVEN!
I ordered an "1" shaped cake pan for Sarah's birthday last year that came 3 days too late. I've been waiting until Daniel's birthday this year to get a chance to use it. I baked one cake mix and cut it in half. No fancy decorating here. (I think I'm getting old and tired.)
We opened presents and apparently had a great time. I can't remember what all the laughter here was about.
In addition to his other birthday presents, Daniel got his new scout shirt and book. He is no longer a cub scout! His first 11-year-old scout meeting was a campout with his dad. I don't know if it gets much better than that!
Here's a pretty goofy smile. I'm not sure what that one was about, either. He might be dreaming about how delicious it's going to be (although he keeps saying that he doesn't really like cake).
Happy 11th Birthday, Daniel. We think you're a pretty neat kid!
We opened presents and apparently had a great time. I can't remember what all the laughter here was about.
In addition to his other birthday presents, Daniel got his new scout shirt and book. He is no longer a cub scout! His first 11-year-old scout meeting was a campout with his dad. I don't know if it gets much better than that!
Here's a pretty goofy smile. I'm not sure what that one was about, either. He might be dreaming about how delicious it's going to be (although he keeps saying that he doesn't really like cake).
Happy 11th Birthday, Daniel. We think you're a pretty neat kid!
Nathan's tooth saga
It seems like this kid does everything slowly. He wakes up slowly, he eats slowly, he pouts slowly (and endlessly), he grows slowly, he listens slowly, he works slowly and he loses teeth slowly.
At the end of May, we were dealing with Nathan's first loose top tooth. He is 9! The thing was taking an excruciatingly long time to loosen up. It tilted, then it tipped, it twisted and then started to wave at passersby. I could finally take no more and started pestering the child to get rid of that tooth. Eventually he agreed to put a piece of floss on it.
At the end of May, we were dealing with Nathan's first loose top tooth. He is 9! The thing was taking an excruciatingly long time to loosen up. It tilted, then it tipped, it twisted and then started to wave at passersby. I could finally take no more and started pestering the child to get rid of that tooth. Eventually he agreed to put a piece of floss on it.
Nathan was enjoying the attention. We eventually got the floss high enough and tight enough that he HAD to get the tooth out to get the floss out.
It took him a few moments, but Nathan managed to get it out somehow and showed me his new smile. For some reason, he thought he should open his eyes really wide for the picture, too. And then after all that fighting over the darned thing, Nathan lost the tooth! Oh well, the tooth fairy was kind.
Several weeks later the other front tooth started showing signs of coming out. But it did the same lazy tricks, including doing a little dance right there in his mouth. I told him last night that today was the day; that tooth was COMING OUT!
We reminded Nathan of the experience Daniel had getting his tooth out on the 4th of July 3 years ago. It involved extreme measures. Read about it here. It must have made an impression on him because he came to me today and asked me to put some floss on it and pull it out. I almost fell over. I knew there was a good reason I liked this kid so much!
It took 3 tries, but the tooth is out. He flinched, but didn't cry. He did bleed and wipe in on my yellow hand towel - darned kid! ;) Now he looks much more respectable. He also looks 7. Slow teeth.
The whole flock
Back in May we made a 'small' investment and bought a flock of sheep. There was a ram, 8 ewes and 4 lambs. (We are hoping that these sheep will multiply enough to at least get our initial investment back.) Less than a week after we got them, we had a little surprise. A little ewe lamb was spied bouncing around in the pasture! That was one of those nice surprises.
They were quite wild when we got them and did not come close. We knew we had to get them sheared, so we started coaxing them in with grain. It started working, but not without some stubborn sheep leading us around the pasture in circle!
This is the more friendly lamb. She'll be the first one to come up and see what you're going to offer. But she'll run away pretty fast when you put a hand on her head. She got a little too close for a picture here!
We got over 70 pounds of wool off of the 9 sheep. It's still sitting in our shed as we try to figure out what to do with it. Apparently, we just missed the big wool-buying time around here. That figures.
They were quite wild when we got them and did not come close. We knew we had to get them sheared, so we started coaxing them in with grain. It started working, but not without some stubborn sheep leading us around the pasture in circle!
This is the more friendly lamb. She'll be the first one to come up and see what you're going to offer. But she'll run away pretty fast when you put a hand on her head. She got a little too close for a picture here!
We got over 70 pounds of wool off of the 9 sheep. It's still sitting in our shed as we try to figure out what to do with it. Apparently, we just missed the big wool-buying time around here. That figures.
Don't those sheep look so beautiful out there in the pasture? (Now the grass is so long that it's a little hard to spot them.)
Sadly, we lost a ewe last week to an infection. It's a very contagious disease that creates swelling and abscesses in the lymph nodes (sheep and goats are most affected by it). The flock must have already been infected when we bought them. (That is one of those bad surprises.) We've had a vet out and he's OK'd the rest of the sheep, but we're still waiting to see if there are any outbreaks. It's successfully treated with antibiotics, but a vaccination has not been created yet. I'm just glad it's not a death sentence for the whole family of sheep! (That would be a very expensive lesson for us!)
Sadly, we lost a ewe last week to an infection. It's a very contagious disease that creates swelling and abscesses in the lymph nodes (sheep and goats are most affected by it). The flock must have already been infected when we bought them. (That is one of those bad surprises.) We've had a vet out and he's OK'd the rest of the sheep, but we're still waiting to see if there are any outbreaks. It's successfully treated with antibiotics, but a vaccination has not been created yet. I'm just glad it's not a death sentence for the whole family of sheep! (That would be a very expensive lesson for us!)
One of the lambs is a ram. We're trying to decided if we should sell him as a ram, or castrate him and keep him. We have him separated from the rest since his hormones seem to be affecting his behavior. We don't want any inbreeding (more than might be there already, that is)! He's got about another week of quarantine left before we feel better that he is not infected.
So that adds to our adventures of part-time ranchers; four calves and a small flock of sheep, in addition to our 15 hens and cats and dog and fish and birds.
So that adds to our adventures of part-time ranchers; four calves and a small flock of sheep, in addition to our 15 hens and cats and dog and fish and birds.
Sunday, July 03, 2011
Time to Feed the Cows
Does anyone remember that old Dunkin' Donuts commercial where the baker would wake up in the morning at some insane hour and say, "Time to make the donuts" in a really drowsy voice? Then he'd stumble through the process and we'd all be really grateful for his sacrifice and want to run out and buy at least a dozen. (Oh, was that only me?)
This picture of Nathan reminds me of that. We found him on the couch one morning like this. He'd gotten up on Monday (I know it's Monday because he's got church socks on) and fallen asleep in his coat. The boys were pretty good about getting up to feed the calves every morning. Daniel was more dedicated than Nathan, but Nathan was pretty good. Some feedings were very cold!
I made sure I got out to take pictures of the boys during one of the last feedings before the cows were weaned off milk. I had a great idea to compare the size of the calves from when we got them to when we weaned them.
Right here is where I would post the video I have of this white calf coming to me for some milk (which I didn't have). I've been trying to get it to load all afternoon. Maybe soon. It's highly entertaining. cough, cough
This picture of Nathan reminds me of that. We found him on the couch one morning like this. He'd gotten up on Monday (I know it's Monday because he's got church socks on) and fallen asleep in his coat. The boys were pretty good about getting up to feed the calves every morning. Daniel was more dedicated than Nathan, but Nathan was pretty good. Some feedings were very cold!
I made sure I got out to take pictures of the boys during one of the last feedings before the cows were weaned off milk. I had a great idea to compare the size of the calves from when we got them to when we weaned them.
Here's Daniel feeding his cow in April. The trees were still bare and the corral/pasture barely had any grass.
Here he is at the end of May. Same cow. Grass in the pasture. Daniel's even wearing the same sweatshirt. Can you see how much the calf has grown? I can't either. So much for my awesome comparison. I guess we'll have to wait until the end of summer for a really impressive "then and now". And honestly, when you have a cow approaching you with 6 inches of tongue hanging out for a bottle nipple, it's best to have him be as small as possible!
Right here is where I would post the video I have of this white calf coming to me for some milk (which I didn't have). I've been trying to get it to load all afternoon. Maybe soon. It's highly entertaining. cough, cough
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