Calving

It has become family tradition that we spend some time each spring helping out at Grandma and Grandpa’s Ranch. Once there we met up with cousin Tenaya (as seen below) and I took the girls out to watch a birth. Of course we are plenty far enough away to give the mom the privacy she needs, but I wanted the girls to be able to see as much of the birth process as possible.

I can’t help but laugh to myself when I think of the sleepovers I had at my Nana’s house which included a trip to the movie theatre with ice cream afterwards and then a breakfast of scrambled eggs and popovers. I loved my overnights with my Nana and I love that my girls will most likely associate trips to their grandparents with horses, buffalo and tagging calves.
When I recently recounted to my younger brother that Daren and I had a date while visiting the ranch he clarified, “You mean tagging calves in the freezing cold with your father-in-law was a date?” Yup, that pretty much sums it up.
Ayla begged me to set my alarm so that she wouldn’t miss the morning bottle feeding routine. There were an amazing number of twin calves born this year and some needed extra calories.
Rogue is right at home on the hay. Though we had a hard time convincing her sister, Emma that Rogue was a welcome canine addition to the ranch. After all, Rogue, Emma and brother Stripe were all born here and their Mama Zip still holds her own on the grounds.
Are you wondering why a trip to see Grandparents doesn’t include one single picture of those Grandparents? That’s what happens when you are 70+ years old and still managing hundreds of cows (and horses, cats, dogs and buffalo)- you’re so busy you can hardly stand still long enough for a photo!

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