My sister’s fantastic boys, Alden and Kincaid, came to stay with us for a weekend sleepover--we’ve done this multiple times a year since they were wee tots in diapers. We have no intention of stopping now that Alden is a teenager…too bad, guys, you’re stuck with us. And we promise not to talk about how cute you were in diapers.In an attempt to merge toddler-appropriate activity with cool, we scratched paint-balling off the list and decided to trod off to our friends’ dairy farm to check out their milking operation. We knew Noemi would get a kick out of all of the cows and what 11-year-old boy isn’t fascinated by stepping in poo and seeing a cow’s utter hooked up to sucking machines?
While we were there a heifer went into labor with her calf, so we were witness to the whole eye-googling process. Couldn’t have timed our visit better. The boys ooed and aahed when our friends, Nelson and Alma, tied rope around the calf’s hooves and gave it a big ‘ol heave-ho until that baby came dropping out of the cow. I’ll spare you the video, but believe me-- it was amazing. The boys didn’t stop talking about the goo that accompanied the big moment and Noemi has said “baby out” and “Alma farm” probably 200 times so far this week. I think that calf made a big impression on all of us!
And now…introducing baby girl heifer “Sunsosi!” Isn't she cute? Alma named her after Sosi, and added “Sun” on the beginning of the name to tag her as part of the “Sun” family (Sunshine, I believe, may have been the mamma cow?). Sosi’s first heifer…how sweet! Thanks to Nelson and Alma for showing us the ropes of dairy farming--we loved every minute of it!
