My little one just called me to tell me that Audrey had her lamb today while we were all out.
I am getting so much better at telling when the big day is imminent. I told my husband, "Within a few days," day or two ago - he scoffed, but this time, anyway, I was right. She looked right sunken around the hip bones this morning, but I was so busy with big gaping holes in sheep that I didn't pay a bit of attention. Audrey is an awesome mom, and I knew there was only one, because she was not so rotund this time around, so I wasn't anticipating problems.
And, Praise the Lord, it's a ewe lamb! I need a name. I can't even rush home and see her because it is Open House tonight and I have to stand up in front of adults. I am so tired from my maggoty-dreams last night that I hope I don't say something really dumb. My daughter says the lamb looks like the little ewe lamb that got overlain a few months ago. Her name was Uila, which means lightning, but it is a very clear beautiful day today. There was a soft rain earlier; maybe her name should be Ualani: heavenly rain - hopefully she is our luck turning. Good luck is actually "Pomaika'i", but I know too many kids who actually carry that name to use it on a sheep.
I can say that even though some adults thought I was nuts to teach predicates and subjects, every single kid in all my classes got an A on the quiz. That's good, because I am ready to move on to direct objects and if you can't find the verb, you can't find the direct object, that's for sure.
I am feeling so bummed that it will be so late tonight when I get off work. We really need more than a flashlight for barn lights!