
I sent Sara out to the chest freezer to get some chicken for dinner. She took the two little boys with her to "help".
They brought back chicken, alright!
Judah has dinner. Noah has the egg producer for breakfast.
Ruminations on life at Swede Farm. Or, how to raise twelve children, operate a goat dairy and deliver babies (not necessarily ours) at the same time.
3 comments:
That is just too precious!!
Marjorie
That is not Judah and Noah! Just because I can't see you doesn't mean your kids can get bigger!
Love this picture! What cuties!
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