I spent all day making fudge, tending to a sick baby goat and wishing that it wasn’t Christmas Eve.
Our baby goat’s name is Mary, which figures. She and her twin brother were born yesterday afternoon and this morning we awoke to find that Joseph had frozen to death and Mary was close behind him. He managed to save Mary, who is now in the laundry room sleeping contently, but it was touch-n-go for a while.
I made so much fudge today it wasn’t even funny! We made some for the Christmas Eve service/party at our church. I spent time hanging with 2 adorable little babies in the nursery and I was amazed by how much and how fast they are growing up.
Well, I’m off to go clean up the kitchen, tend to Mary and wrap some presents, sshhhhh!!