We've had a lot of rain lately. And after a summer of serious drought, several days in a row of solid rain seemed to be a whole, whole lot. So, when sunny skies finally prevailed the kids and I spent a day at Lazy 5 Ranch.
And, Grandma was visiting so obviously it was necessary to skip a day of school and do something fun together,
And, I had a BOGO coupon that *couldn't* go to waste.
And, we hadn't been since before Annalyse was born so we were definitely due for another visit.
Grandma, who is usually the first to touch, hold, and enjoy most any animal, had an unusually up-close-and-personal experience with some sort of very friendly Tibetan bull.
When our wagon stopped, he mozied over and lurched his slimy nose and dripping tongue our direction and stood waiting for a fistful of pellets to be dropped into his mouth,
When he wasn't fed quick enough, he made sure to let Grandma know he was waiting and was hungry.
And because one fistful wasn't enough, he mooed and slurped and slimed and waited for more. (Obviously this was way more traumatic for Grandma than for Jaxton.)
All of this was maybe two minutes. But all of this involved more squealing from Grandma, more pictures from other passengers, and more laughs from me than you can possibly imagine.
And the weather was perfect. And Grandma was there. And so, really, it was a totally perfect day.
In fact, he taunted the sheep and goats. He'd hold fist fulls of pellets through the fence and then take his hand out, then put it back in, then take it back out... laughing while the animals baa-ed and begged for food.
Stinker. (But at least he's cute.)