Today is the day we all had to have our taxes in. This year, due to my lallygagging, they only got mailed a few days ago. A thorn in every one's spring I'm sure. But they are done.
I looked at Layla "The Wide" today, and told her that I was naming her son "Tax" if she kids today. She has been taxing our patience, so I think its only fair. I can't even make plans with friends for dinner without saying, "Well, unless Layla kids then..."
The udder continues to grow, but I give up on guessing. We now figure its a two headed, six legged set of triplets, she is so big! That will be quite the fair goat!