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Hoosier Daddy Farm, Center Point, IN (2026)

03/03/2026

If you’ve visited the farm, you probably know Tobias. He is our biggest supporter, our #1 fan, and is always right in the thick of the action, eager to help in any way he can.

Ever since the goats started milking again, he has been on a one-boy mission to promote everything "goat milk" related. For the past month, he’s been a walking advertisement at school, telling anyone who will listen about his goat milk yogurts, dips, meals, and desserts. He kept insisting that his friends were dying to try it and begged me to bring some in for the class.

I’ll admit, I was a little dismissive at first, until last week when he finally pleaded with me to email his teacher just to prove he wasn't making it up. Sure enough, his teacher confirmed the whole class was buzzing with excitement to try it!

We collected the milk fresh that morning, and thanks to a two-hour school delay, it had plenty of time to chill before we headed in. On the way out the door, Tobias informed me that "you can't have milk without cookies." And honestly? The kid was right. You can't half-measure a marketing campaign.

I heard back from his teacher after school, and it was a raging hit! I was honestly surprised that every single student gave it a try, especially since getting some of them to eat a carrot or broccoli is a feat in itself.
Of course, Tobias being the born salesman that he is, didn't stop at the tasting. He was busy handing out our home address and trying to "close the deal" with his classmates.

This boy is truly both a blessing and a curse. Our future CEO might still be in first grade, but he’s already got the pitch down pat!

02/26/2026

It seems to never fail that just as things finally start to reach those beautiful 60° days and you start unplugging the winter gear, everything decided to either break or melt. This past week’s wind storm was particularly brutal on our setup, eventually claiming the motion sensor barn light.

The little clip holding it in place just wasn't strong enough to survive life out on the open plains, where it is constantly under a relentless attack from the elements. The good news is that the light itself still works perfectly, though for the time being, it has been demoted to chilling in a flower pot to provide enough light for the evening milkings.

Then there are my beloved heat lamps. I absolutely adore the Premier1 lamps and highly recommend them to anyone, but mine have definitely lived a full life. I purchased them second-hand from a fellow goat breeder who was going out of business, and while they were in great condition then, countless seasons of hard use have finally caught up with the wiring. I spent most of December fixing and replacing the ceramic lamp elements, which is a challenge in itself when you're hunting for exact replacements, and unfortunately, I found myself needing to tear into yet another one this week. That officially makes four completely rebuilt heat lamps added to my tally.

Of course, the water heater situation was 100% my own doing. During the recent heat wave, I decided to give the tanks a good scrub and refresh, so I moved the heaters out of the way on the fence to hang. When the cold snap hit this weekend and I went to plug everything back in, I completely spaced on moving the heaters back into the water tanks. I managed to successfully damage three electrical ends in under an hour by letting them roast under a water heater.

It’s one of those "you win some and you lose more" kind of days that really tests your resolve.

Thankfully, I have a secret weapon for days like this. My father was an amazing teacher who truly believed in the power of self-reliance and ingenuity. He didn't just show me how things worked; he made sure I knew how to repair, replace, and handle complex wiring myself. I take a massive amount of pride and gratitude in having a dad who thought it was fitting to teach me those lessons of independence. Because of him, these mishaps aren't dealbreakers, they're just another afternoon of putting those skills to good use.

02/19/2026

☀️ The Sun is Out, and So Are We! ☀️

I promise I haven't disappeared, life just decided to turn the volume up to 11 this past week! Between mid-terms and work travels, the farm has been a whirlwind of activity. We are officially thawing out from the deep freeze and leaning into this beautiful weather.

Here is what’s happening on the farm:
- 22 wheelbarrow loads later, the baby pen is officially fresh and clean!

- With temperatures climbing above 45°, the babies are finally out with the milkers during the day, soaking up every bit of vitamin D.

- There is nothing like the ease of pulling a wagon in the sun to scrub and restock the water tanks with fresh, crisp water.

- We took a peek at the old garden beds and was thrilled to find carrots and lettuce already popping up from self-replanting!

- It wasn’t all sunshine, though. While checking the bees, I discovered we lost a hive during that brutal -5° deep freeze. I’ve spent some time cleaning out the empty hive and making sure our remaining colonies have plenty of support on their sugar boards to get them through the rest of the season.

Above all else, I am just loving this warmth. After the stress of January, and continuous sub zero temperatures, feeling the sun on my back while I work is exactly what I needed.

How are you all enjoying this early taste of spring? 🌷🐝🐐

02/09/2026

Farm Help Wanted Occasionally
(Centerpoint, IN)

I am looking for a reliable, local individual to help with farm chores roughly 2 to 4 weekdays per month. This is perfect for a neighbor, student, or retiree who loves animals and is looking for a little extra "fun money!"

Visits take about 30 minutes to complete. Most days I only need coverage for 1 or 2 milkings, but occasionally my work schedule requires all 3:

Morning: 5:00 AM
Mid-Day: 1:00 PM
Night: 9:00 PM
(times can be flexible within range)

The Chores:
- Hand milking 2 does
- Feeding the babies.
- Basic feeding and watering for the rest of the herd.

You will be paid per visit

Previous milking experience is a huge plus, but I am happy to train someone who is dependable, patient, and comfortable with goats.

Must have reliable transportation to Centerpoint.

Interested? Please send me a private message with your experience and which weekdays you are typically available!

02/07/2026

If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen... probably forever. Between the Apple and Luck lines, we are officially drowning in milk! I am currently milking 3x a day and bringing in over 3/4 of a gallon per session.

To keep up with these girls, I’ve turned the kitchen into a mini-creamery. My favorite way to use this liquid gold? Instant Pot Goat Milk Yogurt. It took some trial and error, but I’ve finally perfected the recipe!

🥣 The Perfect Instant Pot Yogurt 🥣
Step 1: Pour your fresh goat milk into the Instant Pot.

Step 2: Use the "Yogurt" button and set it to "Boil." Once it beeps, check that it reached 180°F.

Step 3: Let it cool down to 110°F.

Step 4: Whisk in 2 tablespoons of plain yogurt (with live cultures) as your starter.

Step 5: Set the Instant Pot back to "Yogurt" for 8 to 10 hours (depending on how tangy you like it).

⚠️ The Golden Rules for Success ⚠️
If you want that thick, professional texture, there are two non-negotiable rules:

The Fridge Rest: You MUST let the yogurt rest in the fridge for the exact same amount of time it *fermented*. If you *fermented* for 10 hours, it rests for 10 hours.

Hands Off: Do NOT stir or play with the yogurt when moving it while it's chilling, straining, or storage. Stirring it aggressively before it’s fully set will break the structure and leave you with a runny mess!

It’s a lot of work, but tasting that fresh, creamy yogurt makes every 5:00 AM milking worth it.

02/03/2026

Kidding season is officially over

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If you want to talk about a doe that is the definition of "reliable," you’re looking to Dawn. While the other girls were bringing the drama and the sass, Dawn of Day was the steady force in the barn. This line is incredibly special to me because it blends the proven production of our foundation with some of the most respected names in the dairy goat world.

Looking at Dawn’s pedigree, it is a map of excellence. Sired by Azbill's RF American Revolt, she carries the elite influence of DKGH Rock It Scientist and Hoanbu CA Light My Fire. When you combine those top-tier "show and milk" genetics with her maternal line, featuring Azbill's RF Thunderstruck, Kobe, and Hoosier Daddy Summer Days, you get a doe with incredible length of body and the dairy strength to back it up. Unfortunately we lost her dam after getting stuck in the hay feeder and being forced to put her down after she kidded (with the birth of Dawn). But we are excited to see how Dawn preforms.

After the 36 hour "fiasco" that started with Apple and Lady, I was braced for more chaos. We were still in the thick of the January 23rd winter storm, with those brutal -20°F wind chills making every trip to the barn a battle. I was exhausted and "slap happy," just waiting for the next complication.

But Dawn had other plans. In true, classy fashion, she made her delivery look easy. No breaches, no tail-first presentation, just a smooth arrival that felt like a breath of fresh air after the previous nights. It was the perfect way to cap off the hardest kidding marathon I’ve endured.

To honor her dam and grand damand the "business as usual" way she handled the storm, meet the new face of this line:

Hoosier Daddy Just Another Day
2605 (Days)

Days is the perfect blend of her parents’ strengths. She’s elegant, long, and carries that "New Day" promise for our herd. She might have been born in a blizzard, but she’s already a bright spot in our 2026 season.

01/27/2026

Here’s to the Ladies

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Introducing the second mother of our 2026 kidding season, The “Lucky” Line

Hoosier Daddy Lady Luck (Lady).

Let me start by saying this lady is full of SASS. But looking at her pedigree, I’ll allow it. I adore this “Luck” line due to the heavy Azbill presence. It’s a genetic powerhouse: Azbill’s RF Kobe brought the length, Azbill’s RF Thunderstruck added the depth, and Azbill’s RF Red Ryder brought more volume to the milking bucket!

Lady is definitely not a lightweight at the milk bucket. Last year, Apple and Lady were the only two fresheners I kept. With my limited resources, a doe has to pull her weight to keep a spot on this farm. They had to impress me with genetics, appearance, and performance; a tall order for a two-year-old but Lady handled it without breaking a nail.

This doe is stunning, but that attitude screams "entitled." She has every characteristic of a high-society lady: fussy, arrogant, and convinced the world revolves around her. She will do as she pleases, when she pleases, if it pleases her. Aside from wanting to see a slight improvement in her udder attachment, I would take a whole herd of her... despite the attitude!

Lady freshened last year with a set of twins that were DOA. Between her stubbornness and her hatred for being confined to a birthing pen, she made it clear she didn't want our help.

Fast forward to this year: a brutal winter storm was screaming in with -20°F wind chills. We moved everyone indoors to avoid losing kids to the elements. Of course, Lady decided to start leaking fluids at 7:30 PM on Friday, January 23rd. I spent 14 hours straight checking on her in the freezing dark, adamant that we were going to save these kids.
Finally, I got an extra set of hands for a cervical check. It was a mirror image of Apple’s delivery; breech and tail first. Thankfully, because Lady is such a deep bodied doe, I had the room to maneuver and reposition the kids much more effectively than I could with poor Apple.

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After a long night of battling the storm and Lady's "audacity," the "Lucky" line has grown!

2603
Hoosier Daddy Luck Be A Lady ("Bee")
Solid brown kid

2604
Buckling (Sold)
Belted brown kid

Bee is staying right here to carry on the legacy. She may have been born in a "fiasco," but with this pedigree, she’s exactly the winning hand we were looking for!

01/24/2026

The Kidding Fiasco of 2026 is officially in the books!

🍼 ❄️ 🍼 ❄️ 🍼

After a grueling 36 hour marathon, I am finally trading my heat lamps for warm blankets. Over the last day and a half, we’ve been battling bitter temperatures seeing lows of -5°F with wind chills making it feel like -20°F. Between the frozen water buckets and the relentless wind, it’s been a fight every step of the way.

🍼 The final tally 🍼
2 bucks (including our one loss)
3 beautiful does.

I’m exhausted, frozen to the bone, and officially "slap happy," but my heart is full. I’ll be thawing out for a few days before I post individual introductions. For now, the kidding season is done and this goat birthing doula is going to sleep!

01/23/2026

🍏🍎 Welcome to the Herd 🍎🍏

Hoosier Daddy Apple of Discord / Doe - 2601
DOA Buck / 2602

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Every now and then, a kidding comes along that tests every bit of your resolve. On Wednesday morning, January 21st, Apple decided to give us a conundrum that would eventually lead to the arrival of our first doe of the season, though the path to get here was anything but easy.

I found Apple with a bloody backend and immediately went into "search mode." I spent twenty minutes scouring the barns, the pastures, and the hay areas, but there were no babies and no traces of a birth. Apple was still plump, yet the blood told a different story. After reaching out to a friend, we concurred that intervention was the only way forward. I administered Lutalyse and Dexamethasone to help the labor along, but as an hour ticked by with no progress and an indifferent doe, my nerves began to kick in.

I decided it was time for a cervical check. That’s when I found the source of the trouble: the first kid was right at the entrance of the cervix, but she was presented backwards. Apple was definitely not a fan of this turn of events, and for a while, it felt like a stalemate between us.

After a couple of hours of swearing, cursing, and literal begging, we finally welcomed a tiny, vibrant doe. We’ve named her Apple of Discord. In Greek mythology, the "Apple of Discord" was the golden fruit inscribed with "To the Fairest." It was the prize that started the greatest legends, but it was born out of a moment of snubbed chaos. Given the nature of her birth and how perfectly the lore fits her lineage (daughter of Forbidden Apple, granddaughter of Snow White), it was the only name that fit. She is truly the "fairest" prize after a morning of strife.

Unfortunately, the "Discord" lived up to its name. There was a second kid, a buck, who was simply too large for Apple to pass on her own. After another battle to get him delivered, he was DOA. I knew from the start that with the amount of blood involved, there would likely be a casualty, but it doesn't make the loss any easier.

I want to give a massive shout-out to my neighbor for the hands-on assistance during the labor, and to my "helpline consultant" friend who helped me form a plan when the panic started to set in.
Discord is here, she is healthy, and she is the perfect, hard-won beginning to this next generation.

01/21/2026

I am thrilled to introduce one of our three expecting mommas for this season:

Hoosier Daddy Forbidden Apple
(Apple)

If you have followed my herd for any length of time, you know that Ivy Bower TD Snow White was the absolute cornerstone of my program. Snow was my strongest foundation line, a pure white American Nubian who consistently produced high-appraising progeny and milkers with incredible genetic performance. When I looked toward the future of my herd post 2023, I knew I had to keep a doe that carried her torch.

Apple has stepped into those big shoes beautifully.
As a first freshener last year, Apple kidded with a large, healthy single doe kid and immediately went to work. Even without the extra hands available to get her on official DHIR testing last year, she proved her worth at the milk stand, easily peaking at 9lbs a day. While a faded ear tattoo unfortunately kept her from the appraisal ring in 2025, her quality speaks for itself. She has grown into a powerful, deep-bodied doe who represents the very best of her lineage. Beyond the numbers, Apple is a dream to have in the barn. She has a delightful demeanor, is easy to work with, and possesses that "boss doe" confidence that allows her to hold her own in the herd.

She is the perfect foundation for this next generation of Nubians I am building. We are counting down the days until she kids, and I can't wait to see how she continues the Snow White legacy.

Stay tuned for more updates on our 2026 kidding season!

01/17/2026

Still no babies yet! We are officially on standby. If I know my girls, they’re waiting for that one perfectly warm, sunny afternoon to decide it’s time to start kidding.

Knowing the long nights and the physical toll are just around the corner, I wanted to take my son out for one last "date night" and a nice dinner before the farm claims every spare second of our attention.

Now, I’m not a bougie gal by any stretch. But when we do eat out, I like to get my money’s worth, not just in food, but in the experience. I learned that from my dad.
Growing up, Dad would take me out right before the workload was about to get demanding. Whether it was the start of hay season, a long stretch of fence building, or the heat of 4-H show season, those dinners were his way of saying, "I’m sorry it’s about to be a lot of work, but it’s going to be worth it."

I can still see him sitting across the table, being the giant goofball he was. He’d tell me stories of his work travels and life experiences that felt like a whole different world from our chores. I’d walk away with a belly full of food and a pocket full of "souvenirs". I actually still have a collection of random little serving containers he’d insist on keeping. He was unreasonable in the best way possible.

Some of my favorite memories aren't even of the work itself, but the "plans" we made. We’d sit by the pond in the late evening, looking over the farm and dreaming up the most unrealistic, unreasonable expansions or projects. We both knew deep down we’d never do them, but that wasn't the point. The point was dreaming together.

Even when the days were hard and the nights were short, I could smile because I knew he was present. He made sure I felt like a priority before the farm took over.
So, as we wait for these kids to arrive, I’m honoring him. Every chore I teach my son and every "pre-season" dinner we share is a way to keep my dad’s spirit alive. I want my son to have those same memories: the goofiness, the "unreasonable" plans, and the knowledge that even during the busiest seasons, he is the heart of it all.

The babies will be here soon. But tonight, it was just about us.

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