I visited the family that I 're-gifted' my goat to. The wife is a teacher and they have 9 children. I guess 9 kids sounds like a lot at first...until you hear that they actually want 12...then it doesn't seem like so many. When I go to their house I don't even know which kids belong to them and which kids are from the neighbors. I just know that their house is always full of kids!
I asked her if they had named the goat and she just looked at me like I was crazy. I told her that, if the goat was going to be Fatima's friend (her 4 month old baby girl), that it had to have a name...all her other kid's friends had names. She laughed but I think it was just because she thinks the white girl is crazy, not because she thought it was funny.
I asked if her children liked the goat and she said that they go to the pen and look at it every 5 minutes and that, if she can't find one of her kids, more than likely the it's underneath a bed somewhere playing with the baby goat.
This is really my favorite part of being out there, visiting with the families, watching their kids play, learning about their lives, asking them strange questions like if their goats have names...This is what living in the Sandbox is all about!
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