one bedroom. one pet.

I get a call from Bryan, "So three lambs were born last night..." [I love these kinds of updates] "...but one of them isn't doing so well..."[Hate these] "...I think I'm going to bring him home for the night. I can't bear to just leave him. Is that ok?"

We kinda have a rule in our house. It goes like this: "One bedroom. One pet. Two bedroom. Two Pet. And so on until that farm we dream of is ours." I think it's a great rule because our hearts usually win out over our logic and this rule prevents that. Except for today, in which we have "One bedroom. One dog. One lamb."

I'll let you know if we get any sleep tonight.