Out at the Farm

We took our little animal lovers out to a local farm this week with their granny and papa and they were in heaven. It's only about 5 minutes from Mark's inner-city office (go figure...this place is in a residential area, but quite rural feeling), so he was able to pop out of work for an hour--MORE or less--which was quite the mid-week treat. The boys loved the sheep best because they were in petting range, unlike the cows, horses, slippery pig and all your other known farm animals. Ashen, who is a bit more retiscent than his little brother (who doesn't have a hint of retiscence) let Torin take the first pet. The sheep seemed a little surprised and jerked back a bit, which made the two boys roll with laughter. Ashen then had the courage to give a little pet, but won't stop talking about the sheep's sudden movement when he sees these photos. Ashen was in a bit of a funk that day and necessetated that I carry him. Thank you, Ergo! The boy is now 36 pounds--no light weight, and my back is in rare form carrying two 30+ pound boys all day. I start massage therapy next week.

Loving being close to my boy, as heavy as he is.

Torin and his papa are best buds. Really inseparable, those two. A lot of love right there.

Right after the 'sudden jerk'.

Granny insisted on a family photo. Doesn't she know they always turn out like this...or worse. Actually this was the best one! We try, we try.