To the dairy farm. Good times! Smelly times. I'm very glad that I'm not a farmer's wife that's for sure!

We saw the baby cows.


I don't remember what this was.

We played on the swings.

We played in the corn silage. Which Gracie informed me "it feels fluffy".

And we fed the cows a carrot.



All in a days work.

(10-13-09)
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