The men spent all last week going from pasture to pasture working baby calves. We took lunch to them to help speed up the process and Kenyon absolutely LOVED it. I enjoyed it too.... a little bit. I'd much rather be able to actually do something; but this whole baby-in-belly thing really puts a kink in wanting to work near animals that kick. Bummer.
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| The supervisor. |
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| Mamas and babies reunited. A beautiful thing. I can attest. |
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| This is the extent of my superior culinary abilities when given only a few hours notice. A bountiful tailgate buffet of sandwiches, chips, deviled eggs and watermelon. |
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