Iris comes into our bed at a ridiculously early hour each morning.
“What do you want to do today?” I asked.
“Cows,” she said.
“You want to see the cows?” I said.
“Milking,” she said.
“You want to go to the farm to see the cows getting milked?” I said.
She nodded, then continued nursing.
We spent all morning at New Village Farm.
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Iris had lots of fun.
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