"Looks like we're going to be grandparents this morning to a new calf."
Joel was missing a cow when he went to count them and found her in a far-off thicket. Perfect timing if the goal was to help deliver a calf. Otherwise, unfortunate timing.
Side note:
For a guy who LONGED for the days when the expecting father was only allowed in the waiting room and called back to greet the wife and newborn, he was PUMPED to be involved in this birth.
I'm trying not to have my feelings hurt.
We call her "Red Tagged Momma"....mostly because of the red tag in her ear:)
My daughter, Morgen, names all the animals on the farm. She started with "Baby Hamburger" but landed on "Lucille".
She weighs about 25 pounds and we are determined to make her the friendliest calf on the farm.
The momma has been fairly patient with the kids being in the pen. She did charge Maya once, but it was just a warning...thank goodness. Scary, but not scary enough to keep me from sending Levi in the pen.
Hey, it's no worse than those parents who shove their child on the strange Santa's lap. Anything for a good photo, right?
