On The Farm
Yesterday afternoon we took Creamie over to our neighbors house to do some visiting. See, they have a little farm. And along with dogs and horses and goats and chickens they also have a new baby calf. He was so cute and even though Creamie was a little apprehensive, she tried really hard to make friends.
This is Charlie. He’s the cutest thing ever.
Seriously, I could die this picture is just so cute!
A quick visit to the chickens. Creamie looks like she is holding her nose, but really she was trying super hard to make herself whistle. Every time she sees a bird she will take her little fingers and squeeze her face up trying to make a whistle come out. (There was a little pigeon just hanging out with the chickens, trying to steal their snacks.) She has yet to be successful, but it is hilarious to see her try.
It was such a great little adventure for her. She was a little nervous about the horses this time, but I can hardly blame her. Their heads are huge. But she loved the baby turkeys and spent 15 minutes trying to do a “gobble” just like her dad. A few weeks ago when we went to go visit we had a little more time (but no camera) and stopped to visit the baby goats and some adorable little chicks that were just a few hours old. I think I’ll start taking Creamie over to visit the animals more often. It was so cute to watch her watch them.
OK, on a totally unrelated note… I am usually not an exercising kind of girl. In fact I pretty much hate things that are sweaty and hot (like running outside) or sweaty and smelly (like working out in a gym– not to mention the germ-o-phobe in me that freaks out about sharing workout equipment). There is a walking group in my neighborhood that I sometimes join purely for social interaction. So with that being said I have no idea what happened yesterday morning. For whatever reason I loaded up Creamie and Otis (our stroller) and away we went just the three of us. And then I walked/ran for ten miles. (Yeah, you heard that right, TEN miles!) And Creamie was a champ through the whole thing (all 2.5 hours of it). And now my feet are sore and I am a teensy bit sun-pinked (not so bad to be sunburned, just a little pink.) Ten miles? What in the world was I thinking?
pinksuedeshoe 
Oh my goodness! Ten miles? You go girl! That is super ambitious, and I just have to say, Creamie trying with all her might to whistle is about the dang cutest thing I’ve ever heard of! I love the farm animals, how adorable all creatures are when they are small! I wish they stayed that way!
I don’t even know where to start– with your precious daughter at the farm or TEN miles!!!! Ten miles, really? I can’t even drive that far! Wow… I just don’t even know what to say to that.
This post makes me miss home so much! I love going to my parents in March and April when all of the calfs are being born! My 3 year old loves going out with Grandpa and riding in the tractor and feeding the cows…Actually I don’t know who loves it more Jolie or Grandpa!
Looks very fun. Every kid should visit the farm.
Love the pics of Creamie at the Farm! So Cutie! I also love your post below! That is what I look like when I get creative. Huter got me a table and wonders why I still do everything on the floor.
I’m jealous of your friendship with farm people–how fun! Creamie is definitely adorable. And way to go on the walk–I count it as doing good when I walk clear to the park, a whole 4 blocks from my house… 🙂
Dear Pink,
If you had proper shoes your 10 mile walk/run/hike/whatever wouldn’t hurt your feet. I’m all about any excuse to buy new shoes. In fact, my own recent shoe/running skirt purchase has given me the drive to run farther and longer than I ever have before. New shoes and a cute outfit are exercise magic. ;o)
xox
Also–your kid is cute. Cuter than the baby cow, for sure. ;o)
xox