The cute little babies are growing fast. When I bottle-feed them, I let them out of the communal pen into the main barn floor. The boldest ones slowly, shakily, venture outside into the yard. They enjoy checking out the chickens and the snow, then they RACE back inside, leaping & jumping and sliding in the hay. 

It is the best part of my day to sit on a bale of hay with a lamb in each arm, watching the others play.