Sunday night after our Easter dinner induced coma, we all went out to do calf chores. And by we, I mean we all went out, and they did calf chores while I took photos and ran interference on the bickering twins. (otherwise known as Elizabeth and William)
Besides. I don't have any boots. Shocking but true folks. True. I saw some cute ones on clearance at Target. But what if they got dirty?
They were hungry! All out of their little houses and mooing for us to hurry! HURRY!
We feed our calves formula, and sell the "udder milk" ha. I crack myself up.
Never. ever. walk away from a photo opportunity...
DINNER TIME!!
Isabelle says they are twins.
Elizabeth says they are not.
Back and forth we go...
Remember this little guy? He's been named "Markers"
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smart woman to avoid the chores by not having boots. Sounds like my kind of technique. I used to claim I couldn't unload branches, etc at the slash pile because they had a sign that said children must remain in the car.
I want to bring Marker home with me! He is sooooo cute~
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