Mr. President

We have another new addition to the farm.  Born just yesterday, another sweet baby cow that we can watch grow with the other calves that so enjoy running through our pasture.  This is his mother, Oprah.  Yes, Oprah.  When Jody began buying cows, this lady was one of his first purchases.  And I was thrilled when he let me name her.  Oprah came to me instantly and there you have it.  Our Oprah has been a fixture around here for a couple of years now.  The first baby she had was a boy also and in keeping with the theme, we happily named him, you guessed it...Stedman.  
So Oprah is a mom again, to another little boy.  And since we've already had a Stedman we had to come up with a new name for this little guy.  As I thought about what guy Oprah really likes and who would be a good fellow to name this calf after, there really was no question what he will be called.  Because next to Stedman, I'm sure he's Oprah's favorite guy.  

So I proudly introduce to you Mr. President,  Barack Obama.

Or as Sam calls him "Rock Yo Mama."  And he then always asks where is "Rock Yo Daddy?"

I can't wait to hear this little buddy calling for Barack as he runs through the pasture.  

Here's the proud Papa.  No famous name for this tough guy.  He is simply Gilbert, our really large, really mean looking bull.

I'm still holding out for Oprah to have a girl one day who we will call...no surprises here, Gayle. Who knew naming livestock could be so fun?