The Danger Lamb

Okay, so I was properly shamed for not posting a picture of Maisie for Mother's Day. I tried to get a picture with my iPhone yesterday evening when we were hanging out at the bridge, but while she was being super cute leaning on my legs (sheep hug), wanting me to rub her tummy and her face and tell her what a good lambie she was (which I did, of course :-), the pictures were, um, weird.  

Luckily I remembered some funny pictures I taken a few weeks ago.  I'm torn between taking points away because I was letting her play in a basket of wool with very pointy objects or getting extra points for holding the wool combs away from her while she was playing while keeping the camera rolling. 

We call her the Danger Lamb because from between her birth 'event' to a couple 'fling myself off the couch into the coffee table and knock myself silly' events to 'watch me jump off the Wool House porch' and her friend Hickory (!) trying to 'play' with her...she's given her mother more than a few gray hairs!