Our Easter weekend began with an Open Day at Garr House Farm in Great Wigborough. We joined a farm tour and even saw a piglet being born. The enormous sow just shuddered a little and out it came, her fifteenth baby. She was very laid back about the whole thing and she has my undying admiration for that!
Frank collected some eggs from these very inquisitive chickens.
He got a bit overwhelmed at one point and cried over having to wash his wellies in the bowl. See that little tear on his beautiful cheek? My sad boy. Lots of cuddles and reassurance sorted him out in no time.
Daddy held him up high enough to see the sheep.
He stroked a lamb.
And this row of horseshoes wished us a lucky year with our little family and with our dealings with Type 1 Diabetes.
We need it.
He got a bit overwhelmed at one point and cried over having to wash his wellies in the bowl. See that little tear on his beautiful cheek? My sad boy. Lots of cuddles and reassurance sorted him out in no time.
Daddy held him up high enough to see the sheep.
He stroked a lamb.
And this row of horseshoes wished us a lucky year with our little family and with our dealings with Type 1 Diabetes.
We need it.
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