Farm Babies

We had a ton of fun Monday visiting the new farm babies at the MN Zoo. We met our friends Nicole and Gianna there to visit the baby bunny's, chicks, piglets, kids, lambs,calves and all of their mommy's. Bennett loved this pig statue and had no problem hamming it up for this shot...no pun intended. Nicole and I did have some fun telling the kids that later that evening we would be eating a bit of a pig as we were heading to her house for some pork loin!











This shot was totally unintentional, but I laughed when I saw it...great timing! Looking at her baby bunny's!










Gianna is our little hatchling! Isn't she adorable?












Breezy is our mother hen. She fit perfectly into the little head. It cracked me up!











Avery is a big fan of John Deere. She would have stayed on that tractor all day if there was not a line of kids waiting to have their turn at the wheel.









Nicole bought some goat kid food and all of the human children had fun feeding the goats.











Bria tried her hardest to reach a baby bunny, but she just isn't quite tall enough. She even got scolded for hoisting herself up on the side to reach a few inches further. Boo to the rule follower volunteers at the Zoo...live a little people!!!


The kids sure had a great time at the Zoo. Nicole and I enjoyed our girl time as always and boy did we enjoy our pork later that evening :)

The Fashionista

I always loved dressing up in my mom's clothes as a kid. There was something awesome about putting on a sparkly shirt(if it had shoulder pads it was even better), giant clip on earrings with some bling on them, and of course any of the zillion pairs of high heels that she had in her closet. Throw on a little lipstick and you were set. Apparently, all little girls like to do this sort of thing. My child somehow figures out a way to take it to another level. She is wearing a SHIRT of mine. Originally, she had it over her head like normal and I chuckled a bit and she was oh so proud that she had taken a shirt out of my clean laundry pile and could wear it. A few minutes later, she came downstairs and showed me her new "dress." I was blown away. A future designer? Maybe. Stealer of my heart? You bet!

Need I say more? This little sweetheart comes down the stairs and I catch a glimpse of the look on her face. Total pout with the lip stuck out and all. Sad, teary eyes. She makes this tiny sound of defeat. "Mommy, I cut my hair." When I looked at her, I honestly didn't know whether to laugh or cry. I ended up laughing, which of course caused her pout to intensify(if that is even possible)and then she stomped her foot, crossed her arms and said, "Hmmm." I felt terrible that somehow, my choice to try and lighten the mood did the exact opposite in the eyes of a three year old. I quickly hugged her and said that it was okay and we would figure out how to fix it. We went to our favorite salon today and had a stylist cut her hair and even out the hair that she did cut. It looks like we will be investing in some cute barretts, bows and ponytail holders for the time being. Thank goodness that hair grows!