Meet my offsider. He's 18 months old and knows the afternoon routine better than me. He instinctively knows when it's time to feed the animals and asks for his hat and boots. He fetches the egg basket and leads the way. He wants to help in each and every aspect of the afternoon chores often taking the scoop from me, saying "help", meaning ''give that scoop to me grandma, I can do it '' He is so proud of himself now that I let him carry the basket with real eggs in it. He keeps pointing to them saying ''eggs'', letting everyone, who'll listen, know that he's big enough to carry these precious things (only one smashed egg this time).
He calls ''doose, doose, doose" as he's heard me call so many times, (only I say Goose, goose, goose) to bring the geese in for their dinner. He places their empty bucket under the tap to be filled with water, and helps me give their door a kick, to close it as it sticks and needs a little gentle persuasion. He calls out ''up pwease" when he needs a little rest from the long walk between animals. He laughs and giggles and runs and gallops. It takes me twice as long, if not more, to get my chores done but what a delight it is to have my little farmer boy along for the ride.