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Got Milk?

Chase: Mama, are they drinking regular milk or chocolate milk?

Two Thoughts Tuesday: Twist my Farm

1) Sunday's gorgeous weather found us taking a trip to Frying Pan Park to visit with the animals. Is there anything cuter than baby farm animals? I mean this is the main reason that I won't eat lamb

or veal. I just can't get the picture of these cute little creatures out of my head long enough to bring the fork to mouth. Just the thought of eating a baby animal makes my stomach twist and bile begin to rise in my throat. Not exactly appetizing.

And I'm not sure I can ever eat bacon again after seeing this.

At least not for a day or two anyway.

Now chickens, on the other hand, just don't register the same response. Pass the nuggets. 


2) Throughout our entire visit at the farm, my children not only refrained from the constant squabbling and nitpicking, but actually appeared to enjoy each other's company.

At first, I thought it might be a side effect of the fresh spring air and the wide open running room.

But upon further reflection, I think they stepped up their game after observing this finely modeled example of sibling harmony. 

Nothing says love your brother like a Pile O' Piggies.

Tales from the Pumpkin Patch

The weather was absolutely gorgeous when we ventured to the farm on Tuesday. We chose the best possible day because the rest of the week was rainy and cold. Good call Weatherman Drew.
Both kids loved the giant yellow chair. Isn't it funny how everyday objects become so intriguing if they're giant sized. Or miniature. Why is that?

We revisited the giant slide from last year. This time Chase chose to ride tandem with Daddy or Mama. Both of them loved the thrill of sliding between the hay bales. They didn't want to stop, but after a few trips up the steep hill carrying the 25 lb lug known as Amaya, Mama found a way to move them along.


Someone's farm boy roots are showing.
Amaya loved this cow. She just kept staring at it and trying to pet her nose. I'd try to lead her away, but as soon as I'd let go of her hand she'd run back to the cow. It was hilarious. I finally had to pick up her wriggling body as she said, "Noooo, nooo, nooo, noo" and carry her off to the next attraction. I think she might end up being the vet in the family.
Family photos.
Chaos!
Pretty cute!

She's on the move! Probably saw another cow.

Chase sitting with his pumpkins.
He can turn into a pumpkin monster when he feels that his harvest might be in danger of being stolen by produce thieves.
The monster didn't seem to phase little sister though. Here she is trying to lift a pumpkin like she saw her Daddy and brother doing. Maybe next year, Amaya Brown.

In Case Anyone Needed a Visual Reminder of How Much My Children Have Grown

The kids think we go to Cox's Farm to buy pumpkins, slide down giant inclined planes and see farm animals. But really, we just go for the photo ops--though lately it's really hard to get decent pictures of either child. I did get a few that I plan to post sometime tomorrow or Thursday. For now though, please enjoy the picture time line provided below.

Cox Farm October 2006

Cox Farm October 2007

Cox Farm October 2008

Cox Farm October 2009

Cox Farm October 2008

Cox Farm October 2009

Does anyone else feel older just from looking at those pictures, or is it just a Mama thing?

Rain, at last!

Chase has been dying to use his monkey umbrella since the day we bought it. He finally got his wish last Thursday when we met Allie at the farm. He dutifully carried the umbrella around in the misty weather for a full five minutes.
However, shortly thereafter, he grew weary of the cumbersome contraption and passed it off to Mama to carry. Then we entered ourselves in a game of Try to Get a Picture of Chase and Allie Both Looking at the Camera. You get three tries. Are you ready? Ok, let's see round one...

Nope, try again. How about round two?

Round three? If only Chase had his eyes open, we'd have a winner. But close only counts in horseshoes, so thanks for playing, & better luck next time folks. Please move along or insert another quarter to play again.

Here's a hint for those just learning the game: this little poser will give you a smirk any day of the week.

Farmin it

Trying to get Chase to hold still for a picture is next to impossible. Take note, as this will be a recurring theme in the next few posts.

Run, run, run!

At least Mama didn't plop me down next to a cornstalk like she did my brother...

Wow, it's much farther down to Mama than I thought. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea. How do I make it stop Daddy?

The red hat really brings out those baby blues, doesn't it?

Which pumpkin should I pick? Doesn't really matter since I'm just going to treat it like a ball and kick it over and over again.

Up next, Halloween play date pictures followed by Halloween evening pictures. Lots of eye candy coming your way for shizzle.

Time flies

Cox Farm October 2006

Cox Farm October 2007

Cox Farm October 2008

Stay tuned for more farm pictures and a couple new wish list items.

Farmer Chase

I've said it before, but it bears repeating: Chase is a farmer child trapped in suburbia. The kid just loves going to the farm and getting all dirty. Yesterday, he was very excited because he got to pet a mommy sheep and a fat bunny. Monkey trotted himself all over that farm and wore himself out pretty well. In the Mama dictionary of life, that's the true definition of a successful outing--when you tucker your child out to the point that he needs a 3 hour nap the next day to recover.

Love this picture with his little tush sticking out for all to admire.