Several times a year our local farms host open houses and we get to peep inside. This was one such weekend so this morning Miss Leyba got to make some special animal friends and we all got to sample delicious goat cheese and ice cream! (You know that was Mom and Dad’s favorite part. Local, organic, creamy goodness.)
Here is Miss Leyba excited about the chickens (above) and confussed that they won’t let her pet them or get any closer (shown below).
Eventually she got very grumpy about the whole thing and then cried when we wouldn’t let her pet a brooding chicken. Go figure that the only chicken in the pen that was sitting still enough for her to get close was a biter. (I comfort myself that she would have cried harder and longer had she actually pet the hen and had it bite her, as the farmer assured us it would have.)
We then moved on to see a mama goat and her kid:
He was fascinated with our daughter.
Doesn’t she smell so good?
Oh, wait, it was the hat that he was after! Evidently that was the delicious treat. (Reminds me of that beloved book Gregory, the Terrible Eater.)
Initially she was very surprised by his attention and then truly thrilled.
The Next farm activity? Riding the tractor, of course!
That lasted exactly five seconds.
(Yes, it was turned on and, therefore, noisy and vibrating. Not so much fun for the younger kids, evidently.)
All in all, she had a wonderful time and sobbed hysterically the entire way home cause she wasn’t ready to leave (when is she ever?).
Can you tell she’s working on four canine teeth, so she’s in a real pain, and possibily having a growth spurt all at once? Poor emotional babe.
Either that, or we are mean and horrible parents, who wanted to get out of the heat and head home for lunch. That’s a good reason to cry too, I suppose. Ahem.