Sophia is my great niece. She’s a spitting image of her mother when her mom was her age. Since I don’t get to see Sophia too often, I can remember one of the first times, I was so impressed because she was like a little adult, carrying on a conversation hundred times better than I could as an adult. She raises goats, takes them to fairs and wins! And with the winnings, buys another goat and starts all over. I’ll show my ignorance about goats, but I think a baby one is called a kid. And the first time I heard a goat ‘whining’ I seriously thought it was a human kid having a fit. Scared the crap out of me as I thought they had some poor child locked up in the barn. Turns out it was the goat. Go figure. I can’t wait to see what Sophia will grow up to be… Happy Birthday Sweetie!