Convos While Milking

Little guy is latched on, drinking away, outside the loud roar of the lawn mower goes and his big blue eyes widen and he looks at me for the answers.
"That is a lawn mower, don't worry, you'll only hear that a couple times a year, it isn't something daddy does often."

I'm trying to get back in the game folks, give me time, it's been crazy. Hormones.