It starts to get fun this time of year on the farm. We have a new baby, who the boys call Cupcake. The mom literally had the calf and then left it and wanted nothing to do with it. Great mom, huh? Guess they can come in all shapes and sizes! The boys, however, have enjoyed getting to bottle feed her. I still remember growing up watching Papa bottle feed baby goats, calves, hatching eggs in an incubator, etc. As much as I miss Signal Mountain, I am very thankful that my boys get to grow up with these experiences.