My knee is showing great improvement, thanks, I’m guessing to the knee brace thingy I’ve been wearing whenever I’m outside. Thank goodness!

Our last doe, Sylvia, kidded yesterday evening, with two doelings. They’re in a pen in the front yard, where I can hear them making momma and baby sounds to each other. They’re both very pretty, but I couldn’t get a good read on their conformation last night since they were so new, and Sylvia is small enough that they were a little folded up, something we’ve noticed with small mommas. So we’ll give them a week or so to get unfolded and see what we think. It has been by far our best kidding year yet, in terms of kid quality. It helps that we’re finally developing an eye for dairy goat conformation. We have a few neighbors who have helped tremendously with developing that eye!

DH and Bernard have gone to Boone for the weekend to hang out with DH’s daughter and son-in-law and their three sweet boys. ED and I are enjoying whatever the female version of “bach-ing it” is—we had grand plans for last night that involved homemade chocolate mint ice cream and a “West Wing” marathon. After spending the evening with Sylvia, though, we just managed supper and a couple of episodes before we were ready to collapse into bed!