A few weeks ago, we were invited by a couple from our church to see their baby goats. Being suburbanites, our kids haven't experienced much country farm life. And while these goats live only about 7 miles from us, it felt like we were transported back in time -- to a sweeter, slower time.
John Michael loved petting the "kids" (baby goats), but was a little nervous around the protective mother. She stepped on my foot covered only by a thin ballerina flat and boy, did I feel it! Yikes!
On a separate note -- it's my sweet Greta's 4th birthday today.
For her birthday, she really wanted some Moon Sand, so I got her a play set and a couple books. She brought cupcakes to preschool today and will have her party with friends on Saturday.
Happy Birthday, Big Girl! I can't believe you're 4!!!!