The boys worked hard on the truck engine this weekend. Still don't have a working truck.
That would be husband and Medium.
Ladies do you remember that one embarressing moment when your mother, aunt or grandmother mentioned how bid you were getting? And then promptly announced to the world that you were getting breasts? Well I don't have a daughter to do that to, so here is Uma.
A blossoming udder to say the least. But she is standing in the stanchion, and only kicks me 3-4 times a session.
Undies is getting big.
And here is Urth in the stanchion. She has been feeling left out because she is the only one besides the babies that doesn't get to stand there and eat treats. She will follow me, mooing when I leave the barn, she doesn't understand why she doesn't get to play this game. I tried to explain it to her, but you know how teen girls can be. So last night I let her hang out after I was done milking. She ad a very smug look on her face.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have a bunch of canning to do today.