The house is too quiet. The last of the kids graduated this afternoon. They may be goat kids, but we do call it graduation day.
We really do try to not have house kids, but somehow a few end up visiting for a short while for various reasons. When we get down to the last couple of kids, they seem to remain up at the house with us for a bit longer than their forerunners did.
And now it is like sending a 5 year old off to kindergarten. The house is quiet. The kids are still on bottles (they get our support, though less than before), yet they are on their own, with freedom that is good for them.
Tonight the house is quiet. And it will be for a very long time. Silly as it may be...graduation day.
7 comments:
I remember those days of bottle babies!
Your tractor is running , your kids are out of the house..what WILL you do with all your spare time?
Kathy...now that is funny!
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I can't imagine what its like to have goat kids in the house. :-)
That is a lovely photo of a kid. Freedom!
Oh, chuckling here as I envision a goat baby in the house. Yes, I'd imagine they could provide plenty of noise! When young, I bottle fed lambs a few times, but know little about goats.
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