Highlight (for all of us) was petting the baby chicks and baby turkeys. Except Lilah. I held one for her to pet and she basically did a kamikaze yell in my face and tried to climb out of the carrier away from the thing. Because you know, baby chicks look so scary...
If there is something climbable, or not...they will climb it.
Fin caught me putting Lilah back in the carrier. Real life, people.
Petting a baby goat.
Bunnies.
Such a protective brother.
My girl.
No sneaking eating icecream when I'm wearing her. *sigh*
He got every last drop of it...
First picture of all of them standing. But really, why is she 12?
Good fun, good naps afterwards...now we wait for the bird flu which Pat is confident we will get every year. Totally worth it for that ice cream though...
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