This past weekend we moved the sheep out to pasture (Yeah grass!). The Ladybug was Mr. Fix-It’s lamb-herder. It’s really important to have someone calmly bringing up the rear, ’cause those little buggers are fast! All it takes is one frantic baby running in the wrong direction to bring chaos to the whole process.
So once everyone was moved out, we started working on cleaning up the smaller, winter pastures they’d just left.
Well, correction. I directed the boys to clean out the smaller pastures while I was cleaning up the back porch, camera in hand, just because you never know what might come up that needs my lens more than my hands!
The Cowboy jumped right on it because he had plans to get back to roping a log over by the firepit before dinner.
Well, in the time it took the Cowboy to pick up all the loose baling twine and carry 3 feed pans to the hayshed, Speedracer managed to get his one feed pan about half way across the backyard…
…Before he called for re-enforcements.
I have to admit, Speedracer can be smooth when he wants to be. He talked his brother into helping without much fuss at all. I was a little amazed.
Turns out it was all about getting back to roping that log.
But I’m not gonna complain, the job got done.