Wheeler Farm

I keep a list in my phone of fun things to do when we have a free Saturday. It rarely gets used. But this weekend we had a Saturday afternoon where we could do something from The List. We were watching Jason's two year-old niece for the afternoon, so we decided to take her to Wheeler Farm. (Which is something I've wanted to do with the kids, but they thought they might be too old for, so we compromised and took a two year-old with us.) Which turned out to be a pretty good solution.

Val is right at the age where she likes to play, "What does the cow say?" It was pretty funny watching her try to match up the "oink oink" she thought the pigs should be making with the grunts the pigs were actually making. She kept everyone at the farm very entertained. Most of the afternoon went like this:

Mickey: "Val, what does the sheep say?"

Val, looking at Mickey, the sheep, and them back to Mickey, "Baaaaah. Say baaaaaah, sheep."

Wild applause. Repeat. We should have charged admission, because she was pretty cute.

We ended the adventure with "the big kids" taking a turn to milk Abby the cow. Mick wasn't sure about it, but Dahlia decided she wants to have a farm when she grows up, complete with chickens, a red barn, a tire swing, and cows that sleep in so she doesn't have to get up too early to milk them. 

She was very clear that she wanted a farm with lazy cows. It's good to have dreams.