The Minnesota cousins have arrived and we're off to the farm.
I wonder if we'll see any animals there.
A train, a train! We're going to ride a train!
A train has rules; once you're seated, you can't get out, and only the conductor may say, "All aboard."
The train's horn says, "Whoo, whoo," From the train car we saw a cow, a horse and even a bear.
Oh, my!
Oh, my!
There are no seat belts on this train. I'll sit by Gramma and make sure she's safe.
Waiting your turn is easy if someone holds you and waits with you.
These horses are just my size. They go up and down with the music. I'm riding the white horse, so that means I'm the good guy.
I'm the Black Knight.
Kevin, don't you think I have the fastest horse?
Kevin and Amanda know how to have fun. They took such special care of us. I can't wait for them to come back. Maybe they'll teach us how to sleigh ride. Gramma says they have lots of snow in Minnesota.
The troll asks, "Who's that tramping on my bridge?"
Baa, baa, have you any wool?
Why is that goat following me? Is he the Billy Goat Gruff Gramma told us about?
Yikes, Amanda, I need you!
Shall I brush your fur toward your ears or toward your tail?
Look, there are handicapped animals on this farm.
I wonder what this chicken's eggs look like.
Would you like Farmer Andrew to give you a good brushing?
Amanda, you hold him for me. He keeps getting away.
Where are all those pellets coming from?
Look Kevin, I think they're coming out of the back of the sheep.
Here comes Gramma moving fast and looking worried.
Gramma didn't seem to think it was a good idea to stamp on the pellets with my new shoes.
I wonder why?
I wonder why?
Are you making any pellets?
I didn't know that a farm had a playground.
Follow me. This is the way dowm.
I got really hungry working at on the farm. You need MAN size lunches for energy.
I can't believe I ate cheeseburger, pizza and French fries.
I guess the fresh farm smells give you a big appetite.
Kevin's blue Gatorade is the best. Is my tongue turning blue?
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Ring around the Rosie. I'm getting so dizzy. I think I may fall down.
I need to choke up on this bat a bit and then I'll be ready. I think Gramma struck out the last time she was up to bat. You would think she would have learned something living on that golf course.
I didn't know someone invented GREEN golf balls. I LOVE this game.
Kevin, watch me. I've got the idea of the game now. You need an easy swing to try to hit the ball hard so it goes into that little hole. Then you stand around while everyone else tries to do the same thing. But I haven't seen that guy, Mulligan, yet.
I can see why the rules say, "Only Four Jumpers Allowed At the Same Time."
I hope these mothers can count.
Every farm should have a Jumping House.
We're the only animals left in here.
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