Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Honeysuckle Hills Farm
On Saturday, Wes and I took the kids to Honeysuckle Hill Farm. This is one of the many farm/pumpkin patch places that pop up around here in the fall so that we city folk can go out to the country for a bit, spend some of our money, pet animals, and climb on tires. Oliver and I went to a similar one last year. I saw the advertisement for Honeysuckle Hill this year, though, and just couldn't resist. A sand pit? Bunnyville? A tractor tire playground? They had me at "Hillbilly Pig Races." I knew how busy Walden Farm got last year, so we made sure to be there right at 10AM when they opened. Oliver made a bee line for the sand pit while Emme and I checked out the animals -- three little pigs, some chickens, several goats (with two babies who could climb through the gate to see the visitors up close). Emme loved me standing her up next to the gates, where the friendlier animals would come and nudge her hand, looking for food. The goats had clearly learned where the feed came from, and the little white goat was happy to help Oliver get it out. We went on a hay ride, Oliver tried to ride the small-tractors-turned-tricycles (himself), and I Em explored the pumpkin patch full of pumpkins just her size. We went back to the animals at the end for the pig races, by which time the baby goats were napping from all the excitement. Our own babies were just as worn out, and Em, at least, fell asleep on the way home. We definitely enjoyed the beautiful weather and will look forward to another trip out next fall.
Two little monkeys jumping on the bed...
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| When we put Emme in her pajamas first, Oliver thought for sure she had taken the jammies he'd seen in his drawer. |
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| When he realized they had matching pajamas, he was completely amazed. He spent the rest of the evening trying to sit right next to her so he could show her that they were matching. |
The preschool perpective
Oliver got the camera again on a recent visit from my parents. He and Grandma N. made a big tower using all of the loose Legos, and then Oliver would tear it down and ask my mom to make it again. They were only here for a short time, but we had enough time to get in a trip to the duck pond (Centennial Park), a walk in the neighborhood with a stop at the nearby park (Sevier Park), plus breakfast at the Cracker Barrel (fussy baby = epic fail) and a long trip to the zoo. No wonder we all went down for a nap the minute they left to drive home!
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