Indigo: “It’s my birth month!”
Greyden: “So?”
Indigo: “So my birthday is this month!”
Greyden: “And mine’s in ten months.”
Indigo: “That’s totally not the same thing.”

Colter: “Which one is Pearl?”
Indigo: “The white Nigerian Dwarf.”
Colter: “I thought she was black.”
Indigo: “No, that’s Black Pearl.”
Colter: “Who?”
Indigo: “Her daughter.”
Colter: “What?”
Indigo: “Our goats are confusing sometimes.”

Indigo: “Remember when we had so little goats that if we weren’t there for EVERY SINGLE BIRTH we were sad because we missed it?”
Brett: “Yeah.”
Indigo: “Well, I think I’m over that now.”
Brett: “I thought you like being at the births.”
Indigo: ‘Oh, I love being there! But, if I miss, like one or two, I wouldn’t be devastated.”
Brett: “I see.”
Indigo: “So, you don’t have to wake me up for the middle of the night ones.”
Brett (laughing): “Okay.”

Greyden: “Emery and I were cleaning out the stalls and on the fourth wheelbarrow I said, ‘it’s going to be 48 loads.’ And that’s exactly how many there were. 48. I am THAT good with manure management.”

Jim: “What are you doing?”
Jade: “I’m sorting.”
Jim: “It looks like you’re just moving things from one bench to another.”
Jade: “…you could say that.”

Hewitt: “You know, it’s kinda crazy doing a family puzzle because everyone wants to do the edges and no one wants to do the middle pieces.”
Fletcher: “That’s not true! I like the middle pieces.”
Hewitt: “Well you’re the only one.”

Brett: “I just hope we don’t have thirty babies born in one day this year.”
Emery: “I don’t know, if we did that five days in a row, we’d be done with kidding season. It might be worth it.”

Jade: “Bringing wood in for the fire is always interesting because some of the pieces that look light are heavier than me, and some of the pieces that look heavy I can lift with two fingers.”

Colter: “Hey Indigo, I need you to fix my shirt again.”
Indigo: “I’ve sewed up that armpit hole three times already. I don’t think it’s going to work any better this time.”