One evening I was taking pictures of the babies when Greyden said they needed me to feed Waverly. I set the camera down on the window sill and headed into the milk room.
When I was done feeding Waverly I brought her to the kid pen. I looked over into the other pen and saw Dad sitting there with Fantasmic.
“Is she going soon?” I asked, peering at her butt.
“Yep. There’s two hooves and a nose. I’ve called Mom and the boys.”
I plodded over to the window and grabbed the camera. It was only seven – that meant by the time I was done dealing with Fantasmic’s kids, it would be time for my shift.
When Mom and the boys got there, Fantasmic had just started pushing. “What letter is she?” Emery asked. I had to think about that one. We had started running out of letters when we were naming this years first fresheners. Some of them had been relatively easy, but when we got to Fantasmic we only had vowels, X and J left.
“She’s Jazzy Tazzy. J.”
Mom started laughing. “Look at her, being all melodramatic. Woe is me!”
Fantasmic being melodramatic
I don’t know if you can see it, but in this picture she’s got one leg up covering her face.
After a couple of minutes she started wailing. “Wow – we haven’t had a girl complain like this since Zipporah. We expected it from here, but I didn’t expect it from Tazzy.” Colter said.
During the wailing, she got the baby out.
Fantasmic licking her baby
“Well? Girl or boy?”
“It’s a girl!”
“Wow – another girl? We’ve had more girls this year…”
“She’s J? Jane.”
“Janelle?”
“Janisa.”
Everyone was talking over each other, and I don’t think anyone really heard anything but their own suggestions.
“How about Jalapeno?”
When no one heard him, Colter said it again, but louder. “How about Jalapeno?”
We all stopped talking and looked at him. “I like it!” Mom said. So that was that.
Once the naming was done I left the barn. I had an hour before my shift started, and I still had to get ready. I wanted to get a snack and a bunch of warm layers before heading down a bit early. đ
Two or three days later, I took profile pictures of the newest babies. Isn’t Jalapeno cute? đ
Jalapeno
We were almost two thirds of the way done. Which was good – the shifts and the sleeping arrangement’s were making us cranky.