Happy Monday! We’re recovering from a fantastic weekend over here–we kicked off our festive weekend early and went to Denver Zoo’s Zoolights on Friday and it was so. great. So far, it’s been an annual tradition, and we’ll definitely keep it up. This year was especially magical because we tried our best to avoid the enormous crowds we encountered last year, and by either accident or design, it worked. I bought tickets in advance, we arrived an hour early so that we could get a parking space close to the entrance and so we could go in right when they opened, and enjoyed almost two hours of walking around an entirely non-busy zoo. We had hot drinks, a baby who couldn’t even talk he was so busy looking at everything, lovely not-too-cold-but-frosty-enough weather, and gosh it was perfect!
The rest of the weekend included wrapping gifts to White Christmas during a gloriously long naptime, a solo store run involving Starbucks, and a family frozen yogurt outing (there’s a frozen yogurt place less than fifteen miles away and I’m SO glad we discovered it!!! It’s one of those a la carte deals where you do our own toppings and all the pregnant ladies put your hands up) and watching the final rounds of the NFR. We haven’t turned off the tree in three days and we even got a little snow yesterday morning before it warmed up to a balmy 40 degrees. *contented sigh*
Bert also helped me work on my office space downstairs (I’ll show y’all what I have going when there’s more going, haha), and I was updating my 2017 calendar with appointments and commitments we already know about, like the millions of doctor’s appointments in the third trimester. In doing so, I realized the heifers are due to calve in about six weeks. Which means we’ll have calves in a month, maybe less.
Calving takes me by surprise every year, I’ll admit it. I think because I willfully ignore its approach because, eight calving seasons in, I know what we’re in for. Baby calves are the best, but they are a lot of work. Additionally, because we have so many cows and also AI most of our cattle, we’re very busy until June.
Oh and we’re having a baby human in March. There’s also that. Gosh we’re out of our minds. In a good way.
But one thing that you can’t deny is that baby calves are suuuuper cute. Photographic evidence below (in various states of filtered–excuse past me, some of these pictures are quite old)! I won’t post too many, as I don’t want to burn you out before this year’s crop, but come on. Baby calves. Just “awwwwwwww” with me, k?
This is Bill. He was one of our special cases and lived at the barn for quite awhile. See the notch in the tag? It indicates that he’s been treated for sickness.
At birth, each calf will get a tag. On this one, S053 is the sire (dad) number, the 2327A is the dam (mama) number, and 2035C is the calf’s permanent ID number.
This is Stella. She had a broken leg. Hence the cast.
This is Heart! She had her first calf this year, and now lives on one of the other divisions.
This is Rosie, a dwarf calf that we had in Montana. She was itty-bitty (less than 20 pounds when she was born, the normal is between 60 and 90) and came to live with us in our dog kennel since she was bottle-fed. She’d follow me down to the barn every morning and gosh was it cute.
This cow didn’t like me taking pictures of her. Like at all.
These two babes were best friends–even when they were out of the pens, they were always together. Or, maybe it was one of those situations where your mom is friends with someone so you have to be friends with their kid. Either way, it’s pretty cute.
I hope your Monday is filled with plenty of holiday cheer, or at least doesn’t suck. Less than two weeks until Christmas, we’re pretty excited round these here parts!