While this goat doesn't seem to mind Jack's hand reaching for his eye ball, a few other goats ran for the hills....and if you've ever seen the goats at Young's, you know how RARE it is for one of them to actually turn down those nasty little pellets!
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Before petting the goats, we took a wagon ride to this field to "pick" our own pumpkin. What ended up happening was more like a "hunt". The object of the hunt was to actually find a non-rotting (is that a word?) pumpkin while managing to not slip and fall on the guts of all the rotten ones! Regardless, Jack liked it because he got to partake in his favorite past time:
...riding on dad's shoulders!
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Bye Young's! We'll be back in December to cut down our Christmas tree! (Sorry all you "Green" people out there!)
2 comments:
That little pumpkin you chose is pretty darn cute. I like how you dressed it in a little hat and vest.
You guys are the perfect all-American couple... gag.
Just kidding. Milo is beefing up again, so watch out, Jack. He's going to "Santa Claus" you this Christmas. And if you don't know what that means, just use your imagination. It's not pretty.
Peter, Peter, Pumpkin Eater...
Ah, the memories of Young's! Jon was so terrified of the goats at first, Lauren and Krista had to show him that they wouldn't bite his little fingers off when they fed them. We went through so many tissues wiping the slobber off his hands as he was freaking out. I'm glad, Jon, you've finally gotten over the trauma!!!
Love you all,
Mom
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