On the way the barn on Sunday, I saw a mother deer and her offspring. The baby was probably this season but old enough to have lost spots.
They were seen in the middle of a discussion about Teen Daughter. A reminder we are still parents and she is still a child no matter what.
We are starting a daddy-daughter outing on Sundays. She communicates more with Grenwinae, and just talks to me when she wants to cry or complain. She really needs to be treated with deer’s kindness and gentleness.