Saturday, after a nice busy-ish day, I did myself proud by getting the kids bathed and in jammies by 6 PM.
Ten minutes later, Owen called from Jim's to say a calf was being born. Ten minutes after that, my fresh clean babies were absorbing barn smell into their clean hair and clothes. I realized that this was the first time in 10 years that I have been in a functional dairy barn. Crazy. Not much changes though. Silage, hay, milk and manure still smell the same. But now people talk on cell phones in the back alley. I found that quite funny. Imagine a smartphone while you are milking. Woah.
It was nice to be back. Just for a few minutes.
Ashley and Lily looking in the calving pen
How Jim likes to keep from being whacked in the face by a manure-y tail
Elsie and her new baby
Tori came too
Talking to a calf
Owen helping the cow along
New wet baby calf
Interested Gilbert in his Christmas jammies. (Hey, christmas jammies are cheap in January!)
Getting a lickin'