We’ve all decided we want to be Reagan.
While adults are setting up for preg testing the last bunch of cows, the local vet, the Good Doctor, blows up a latex glove filled with mini candy bars inside. You get to run around and play.
When standing around gets tiring, your own personal camp chair is pulled out, close to the action, so you can hear the banter and supervise the work. The vet also keeps you in suckers so you don’t starve before lunchtime.
You also get to leave early with your aunt to go pick up the other kids from the schoolbus, leaving the chilly mountain air behind.
Life is great!Find me here!