At the Farm

We decided to take Oliver back to his "roots" and go visit a farm. The local 4-H Farm is the closet one to his roots that we could find. Most the farms around here are pick your own ________. (Insert whatever is in season) The 4-H farm has pick your own _______, too but it also has a few cows and thats what we really wanted to see. Places like this thrive on volunteer work and as soon as you step out of your car you are attacked by people asking if you would like to volunteer and get a "real" farm experience instead of just looking around. My "real" farm experience was to clean all the laminated posters in the animal barn that told cute little facts about bunnies, cows, goats, and sheep. Oliver couldn't be held during most of this and was pretty upset by that until he realized that there was something else hanging out on the other side of the stroller. Occasionally an animal would get all worked up about something which would lead to a whole ruckus in the barn. Every time this happened Oliver's eyes would go really big and he'd pull his head forward so that he could look around and see what all the fuss was about. His favorite was the little calf named Corrona. Oliver looked at Corrona and Corrona looked back at Oliver. They were fascinated by the other thing that was making noise. Needless to say, I am now going to volunteer more often and have more "real" farm experiences by taking photographs for them to document what they do.