He is here! Bergen, my little bother, arrived one week ago!
Bergen, thanks for making me a big sister. I love you!
He is here! Bergen, my little bother, arrived one week ago!
Bergen, thanks for making me a big sister. I love you!
Carrots grow in the ground. Did you know that?
You have to dig them up.
Then you pull off the tops.
And, you don’t eat them until you’ve washed them. At least, not while mom is looking.
Those are the steps for harvesting carrots. Oh, the final and most important step is to eat them. While hopping like a bunny.
Mom took me to a farm again. We took grandma with us this time, because she really wanted to watch me ride one of the ponies at the farm!
But first, I fed the goats.
Then I played in a big room full of corn kernels.
Then I was told it was time to ride the pony!
Let me assure you, this was no small cute pony. I was hoisted up onto a gigantic horse. I was so upset I cried the whole time. Grandma and Mom thought my crying was funny. They were laughing as hard as I was crying.
Looking back on it, I realize how great it was to ride my first horse with Grandma. It is a special memory. Now, at least. Now that my tears have dried.
The day finished with a ride on the world’s best swing,
That swing went so high you could practically see the whole farm! Next time we come back I will be braver on the horse… or demand a pony.
Thanks for taking me somewhere fun and exciting, mom and Grandma!
Mom took me to the farm again. It was a fun mom daughter morning, not that most mornings aren’t…. but most mornings are not spent at the farm.
First we took a ride behind a tractor out to the pumpkin patch.
Then I picked out a pumpkin. I made a pretty good choice, I think.
Then I discovered the small horse statue and didn’t want to leave. Ever.
Pumpkins and farms and tractors and sunny fall days and my mom. A day well spent.
Mom and dad took me to a farm. This is something that is traditionally done this time of year, or so mom says.
There are animals on the farm.
Farms have fields of tall corn plants, and farmers cut down the plants to make what is called a maze. I’m not sure I get it.
Farms are fun.