Kids grow up so fast

They're not even a week old yet they managed to hop over the cinder block we put in front of the barn door so they could follow their mother out onto the lawn.  They were running around, jumping and climbing on stuff and having all kinds of fun.  I can see they're going to be trouble in the near future.  Fortunately, they always come running when their mother bleats.



"You have good taste in clothes."