Lambs and Cupcakes

Four lambs were born yesterday. First came two ewe lambs out of Dancheska. I named them Danish and Dabnie. They are cross lambs but you would never know it. They are marked just as Jacob lambs should be and have perfect Type A birth fleece. Fleece is my main purpose, so at least one will stay at Rise 'N' Shine Farm.
Right after Daisey left for youth group, I heard all of the sheep baaing and carrying on in the field. In order to get my attention, they just would not let up. It was the call of new birth. When I arrived in the barn, there they stood two more miracles from above. A solid black ewe lamb and a four horn Jacob ram lamb. I was on my own to iodine their umbilical cords, dry them off, put their little Woolover's on, bring mama her molasses water and get them all into the jug area. All was going relatively smooth, until I realized that the jug that was ready was the one with the huge ditch in it. The glories of an old milking barn. The jug adjacent was filled with straw so I began to remove bale by bale until it was emptied. I stooped down to grab the last bale and placed my knee directly on a old rotten duck egg. Oh my, what a smell that quickly permeated the entire barn. I had wished, I could run away from myself. Upon further inspection, I found an entire nest of duck eggs that had been neatly tucked under the hay from last season. This was a job bigger than me. Both stalls needed to be totally gutted, re-strawed and lambs and mom re-situated into what should have been prepared long before now.
When David arrived home, he graciously worked in one-forth the time that my lack of muscle would have provided. After cleaning the one stall he put straw in the ditch and covered it with a board. Next, he placed straw over the top to make a nice floor until we can quick-crete it when the weather cooperates. Awe....