So, a couple of days ago I went.
Checked out the farm and got kinda sad. All the little animals make me stupidly giddy and girly, but the confined spaces bother me.
Especially the pigs. Oh, the pigs.
So, no pictures of pigs. But sleeping baby horses? Yeah. Definitely pics of that.
Don't you judge me.
These are the scouts who gave us a wheelchair for my gimp partner in CNE crime.
The scout made my job easier. He was a scout ninja.
My favourite li'l guy, TJ the Water Bottle Bandit. Such a happy little monkey, and playing with a half empty bottle of water was enough to keep him giggly.
Excuse me while my biological clock skips a beat.
Jeff, his daddy, knows how much I freak out over babies and tried to convince me to "oops" a dude so I can get on the mommy train.
That won't be happening. No babies 'til I find a guy I actually want to stick around.
Yeah, it's proving difficult.
Claire makes cute babies.
When it was time for rides, The Gimp couldn't go on. So this Shambled Rambler went it alone.
All in all, fun times. I'd go to The Ex every damn day if I could.
And a cute boy gave me a piece of straw as a present...