We have a system worked out now where I help Nathan with animal chores, since I'm not yet up to doing them all myself again. I go out and do the actual squeezing part of the milking, and he does everything else. It works for now. Here's my post-milking conversation with Jonah tonight:
I was washing up the milk bucket tonight and Jonah was drinking his obligatory cup of warm, fresh-out-of-the-goat milk. The kid almost never drinks cold milk. (Yyyeeek.)
"Mom, we don't have a Kool-Aid goat yet." Jonah said.
"Uh... no... we don't..."
"OR a chocolate goat."
"Nope. Just plain ol' milk."
"Well, my sister, she has a chocolate goat AND a Kool-Aid goat. That's in California. One is brown and the other is brown... oh, no... it's purple. It gives purple Kool-Aid. And the brown one gives chocolate milk. But that's in California."