We came home from church on Sunday and after lunch Rory went out to feed Miracle. He came running back telling us we had to get to the barn, now! Hattie and Alden were already down for their naps so I grabbed my camera and followed behind.
And there we found Darcy, proud mama of two of the most darling, adorable goat babies ever. And they were born on Pentecost! We have had so many animal births happen on a Sunday morning while we’re at church! Either that, or on a holiday. Palm Sunday (Sunday), May Day (Mayday), my birthday…which was also a Sunday (Miracle and Big Sister), my cousin Sarah’s birthday (Sugar Cookie and Snowflake) and now Pentecost!
The black one is a girl and the brown one is a boy. Ivar spoke like a wise old man when he told me, “well, I’m a little sad that he’s a boy because I know what that means. But we will just be sure to give him the best life possible, here on our farm.”
So the boy (the brown one above) is named DandyLove. In honor of dandelions and love. The person who picked that name has a name that rhymes with Shmelsie. Ivar prefers Dandelion.
And the little girl is named Penny after Pentecost. The person who came up with that name has a name that rhymes with Meccalecca high mecca hiney ho.
We are in love. They are so darling. The world needs more goat babies. It would be such a better place.