Is wake up at the crack of dawn and take your child in thirty degree weather to the farm to listen to hundreds of baying ewes. Those things are really f-ing loud. If ever there was evidence that I hate myself, this was it. Lots of people, lots of noise and smell that would make a stomach that wasn't retching all night turn. Yet, there I was, snapping photos. Small child, newborn animals, it has puking with sweetness written all over it.
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