Farm Day



We went to Belliveau orchards, where we went on a wagon ride, picked our own apples, and the Boy had an awesome time jumping on a mountain of hay.
Then we went to a dairy farm where the Boy got to feed a calf and see how cows are milked.
I found the milking somewhat disturbing. It reminded me very much of the breast pump I used when I was a nursing mother. It's just wrong to be able to empathize with a cow.
3 Comments:
I love cows - so much that I want one as a pet. My husband, having been raised on a farm thinks I'm retarded.
Aw! Cute pics!
Open Farm day. That's cool. Looks like the boy loved it.
You're such a good mom.
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