Ol' Mother Hubbard invited Handy Man and I to the farm for supper.
Recently, I finished a new book, Raising a Wild Child. Well, I'll let you see for yourself if that is being accomplished with some of my wee folk.
We had the honor of visiting during the "Spring Worming." Oh, my.
Mrs. Goose and the Alpacas were the only critters in barn when we arrived.
Dude, you need to do something about that bite.
The kids would hold a sheep, while the Mister gave them a drink.
It was a happy evening watching these kidlets experience just what the Raising a Wild Child advises.
Well, except for the missing foundational pieces of a Grandad and a Grammer. This is a time you surely hope they can look down and smile big at the legacy they've passed on.