Most of our energy these days is on Nathan and our high-maintance baby goat, Storm. Nathan has taken pretty well to farm life. Day one he wasn't too sure about the donkey and goats, now he has warmed up and really enjoys the baby goat and baby chicks.
He also loves Grand-dad's blue tractor. I'm not sure he still will when it's running, but we will give it a try.
The good news is that he is dressing the part of farm boy in his new mud boots.
Nathan's dad is busy still being a big brother and trying to keep his siblings in line. Moriah has this annoying habit of pulling around the circle and parking right by the patio, which blocks the circle. Today she came home from work to change and leave again, so pulled up to her spot. In the meantime, Gabriel was taking James to science tutoring for me and headed out to see her car blocking the circle. He calmly announced that he heard Dad ask her to not park her car there, so he was going to move it to the end of the driveway to teach her a lesson. Well, our driveway is pretty long, in fact, where you see in that picture isn't half way. Off Gabriel drove and walked back. As soon as Gabriel made it in, Moriah appeared all dressed up and ready to head out. Gabriel told her she blocked the circle, and she calmly replied that it was only because she was leaving again. Gabriel, realizing that maybe the timing could be better, told her that he moved her car so he could get out, not mentioning where he took it or why. She said ok and walked out on the phone, in her fancy boots and big purse. Watching her through the window, I was crying laughing. She walked along looking right and left at the cars. She kept walking, looking at the cars across from the barn. She then just kept walking, turning the curve in the driveway. It was so unlike Moriah, who may be known for NOT remaining calm in frustrating circumstances. She never said a word about it. I agree with Gabriel, once or twice more and I think she will just park where we appointed her a designated spot.
Back to kids, let me you just say that this baby goat, Storm, that we got is the cutest thing, BUT has never taken a bottle. I force fed her for the first two days, then attempted to get either adult goat to nurse her. Neither would, until James thought to put her under Lady at milking time and Lady let her eat. Since Lady is really low on milk, we tried the same on Leia and Leia just laid down on her, repetitively. So, after almost a week, we have to feed her two difficult ways every day. First we drag Lady against her will to the milking stall and up on the stand; once up there, she lets the baby eat. Since that isn't really enough, we lead Leia up, and then have to sneak the baby in for some eating while we milk the other side. The crazy goat will lay down the minute she hears the baby's hooves on the stand, but let her eat as long as we are holding her just right, so she doesn't make noise.
It is a two to three person operation three to four times a day. Here I am milking on the right, while Alayna sneaks Storm in for some milk on the left. If she successfully drains one side, we quietly pass her around back to drink on the other side. Poor little Storm knows to drink quickly and quietly, so Leia won't lay down on her. The third person controls the food she is eating to motivate her to not lay down also.
The rest of the day, Baby Storm hangs out with Leia and Lady happily; they are nice to her, other than refusing to feed her. It's going to be a long month keeping her full of milk, but we will all get through it!
I need to get some pictures of her cute little face... tomorrow. Good night all.