Saturday Mark and Khara had the privilege of enjoying a day on the farm. My mom and I headed to Springfield to go shopping with Kelsey and Kaden while Mark and Khara stayed back to help my dad shear some of his sheep. Khara hates to shop and loves any chance she can get to be out in the barn with animals.
My parents live on a farm about 15 min. from us where my dad has over 300 sheep. He is trying to get them sheared before they start lambing in a couple of weeks. Mark wanted to help. (Seems a little "inhumane" since the temp. will be around 10 tonight but, if the mother is cold she will come into the barn to lamb instead of some where "out in the back forty".)
Khara stuffed some of the "shearer's moccasins"" with wool so that she could wear the same kind of "shoes" that Dad and Grandpa had on.
After the sheep are sheared the wool is put into these big 6ft. bags. I've never seen a child yet who didn't love to jump in them and stomp the wool. :-)
She had finally had enough and ended up falling asleep in the wool sack. Warm and toasty.
Kelsey and Kaden got to have their turn after we finally made it back from our shopping trip.
Mark, removing the 4" coat- at the end of January~brrrr.
Some are sheared, some are not, let's call it a day.