… camera … action!
The girls and I spent Saturday night in the barn with Papa. The experience held their attention for a couple of hours. It required stillness and utter silence. (If only I could get the same reaction at church!)
What is it?
This.
They’ve seen this happen before, several times. Just never so close.
This was a big calf. It required just a little assistance from Papa. I was unable to photograph the main event. Mama cow had signed a confidentiality agreement.
She did, however, want photos of the newborn.
Breaking news:
I’d like to interrupt these events to philosophize that the “birds and the bees” talk doesn’t have to be uncomfortable for any parent or child. Just take ‘em to the barn. Don’t have a barn? Find one. Let ‘em watch. Answer their questions. Explain a thing or two. The mystery is removed, the awkwardness is gone. And if you start them out learning this stuff at ages 5-6-7-8 or so, it will be completely NOT awkward.
Zero weirdness.
We’ll return today to get a photo of baby frolicking in the pasture.
Have a joyous Sunday!
We live on a farm as well, only a horse farm, about 30 of them. Yes, 30 horses thanks to 8 new babies. It is a wonderful event every single time it happens. My kids all get turns naming the newbes. I totally agree on the bird and bee talk. It is a great thing to live on a farm and have examples every spring. Keep up the good work!!!!!!
That is wonderful! An experience they will never forget! I bet papa was proud!