My daughter turned 6. We asked her for weeks what she wanted for her birthday and for weeks all she said was, A Cow. A cow?? seriously? A Cow that moos?
Right.
So a week before her birthday we ask her again. What do you want for your birthday? A COW! ok. I look at Hubby and suggest he find a cow by Tuesday. The next day I am making dinner and I get a text that says "I got a cow".
So we didn't tell her and Cow Belle arrived Sunday night. She is beautiful don't you think?
