Welcome to my pond - Swim, wade, or sit on the bank

Yeah, I always know when the sons have car trouble - it's the only time (other than Father's Day or his birthday) they call and say, "Hi Mom, is Dad there?" Otherwise they'll at least chat with me for a bit first.

Works that way here too. Fact is my fingers talk far better than my mouth. The phone is not my friend. Good morning, Pond Scum. Now off to catch up on last night's shenanigans.
 
The goats and critters doing OK?
Sounds like you're having a good vacation! :)
From what they tell me at home. No more kids yet (some of those goats are getting aweful close though, cocoa looks like she's gonna pop. Will and Harry have learned to nurse off both sides of Madge's udder so no bottle feeding (though taming is happinning.)
 
Cocoa. Taken a couple days ago.

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From what they tell me at home. No more kids yet (some of those goats are getting aweful close though, cocoa looks like she's gonna pop. Will and Harry have learned to nurse off both sides of Madge's udder so no bottle feeding (though taming is happinning.)
Glad to hear their doing well! Taming is a good thing...Makes all the goat tasks a bit easier to manage...:)
She does look like she's about to pop!:lau
How many you reckon she'll have?
 
No matter how big/old they get, WE are still Mom and Dad and feel the need to fix things. I don't think that ever goes away. And there are still times when they need that.


Our daughter was my buddy while growing up. She had far more interest in the dogs than our son and trained and attended field trials with me. Then puberty hit. :barnie I was the strict Dad who applied the rules and regulations. She hated me, and frankly I did not like her much. We survived (Princess assured me that we would) and put things back together. My SIL's father died suddenly, and daughter was the one holding things together. Princess had a new car so I parked way across the parking lot when we went to the funeral lunch. Daughter and family pulled into the lot, and she streaked across the lot and into my arms. We embraced, and she said, "Thanks, Dad, I just needed a little strength." My heart smiled - she still needed 'Dad'. :love
 

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