We took three goats to the sale barn last night. Then we sat for four hours waiting to watch them sell… we didn’t have to stay, but where’s the fun in that? 10pm and five kids and Daddy and one pregnant Momma and no supper later, it wasn’t quite so much fun. But we saw them sell, learned a few things about goat auctions – and about raising goats. Namely, we cannot afford to eat goat meat. We can raise a goat, sell them, and buy a lot of steak with the proceeds – far more meal’s worth than we got from the one goat we butchered! All in all, it was a great experience. And the goat meat in my freezer is the most expensive meat we’ve ever had.
We did not come home with any more goats – despite one dear child stating that we ought to buy more.
Charlotte turned 10 months old yesterday. My due date is 2 months from yesterday. Liberty informed me that she’s now a month past her birthday (also yesterday) and still has not gotten a birthday cake. Ruby will be three years old in a month and a half.
Sterling and Ruby modeled for Bass Pro (again) Monday. Ruby eats it up. Sterling loved the cork gun he got to hold. (And the fleece he had to wear outside in the 95 degree temps – or not.) This is the sixth time – that I can recall – that one or more of my kids have modeled. I would have never pursued it, but it’s padding college savings accounts and in those few hours on Monday, Sterling and Ruby earned more than Blaine did all day. Amazing. They should be in the Ladies’ Collections fall catalog.
