When he started talking he would ask to go see cownes, too cute.
Instead of saying cows lick my finger he would squeal cowns lip my fingen, cuter still!!
Now we refer to the park as lip my fingen.
Little brother not sure about all this.
The goats are such characters. So pushy and talkative.
Good for a good squeal or two.
Happy Monday,
Kerstie
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