Planes

We love cars, and tractors, and trains, and especially planes. Ryan likes to line them up and run through the rules: "Play nice with your friends. Make good choices." Dad has offered to upgrade the official plane carrying case.

The planes love to zoom in the sky.

And race and crash and fly, fly, fly.

Ryan makes the best sound effects for them, to help them fly faster.

And when it's time to rest, he sets them up in the hangar. Each plane gets a spot, where they can be nice and safe.

The addition of Blue Blanket keeps them cozy, as well.

"Night Night."

 

Old McMicky's Farm

This weekend we met up with some friends for the Best Day Ever at a family farm.

 The Gasparilla parade was happening a mile from our house, where people like to pretend it's New Orleans Mardi Gras and do things that get them arrested. So, we planned our adventure as far away as possible.

I adopted a "little sister" for the day, and had a blast!

 

First stop on the tour was a hay ride through the farm. Nevermind the adorable calves with their mommies, we were fascinated by the giant piles of cow poop! Mom and Dad said maybe this place was closed down a few years ago due to an E.coli outbreak. Now there is a sanitizer station every 10 feet, let's hope it works.

Hands down, the best part of the day was catching chickens.

I was a natural. I could hang out with my fellow chicken whisperer cousin, Joli, all day here!

I caught 10 or more chickens. I just loved them.

 

Ryan was obsessed with their funny claw feet. And he had trouble remembering that chickens don't want kisses, they will peck your face.

 And they don't love it when you pet their eyeballs.

 Why can't we have a chicken coop in our back yard? Maggie would probably like it as much as I do.

I. Love. Them.

 

Next was learning to milk a cow.

The cow was very patient and sweet.

 The kids were very patient and sweet.

Ryan jumped right in there.

So that's where milk comes from?!

"Thank you for the milk, cow."

I got this. Put me on a farm. I'm ready.

The pig was not as cute as Wilbur from Charlotte's Web. By the way, that's my new little sister hooked safely under my arm in the picture.

Ryan said his favorite was the rabbit area.

He kept saying "WHOA!" and petting the giant ears.

He had a special connection with the velveteen bunny.

We should get one of these for the back yard, too.

We got to ride beautiful horses by the lake.

And ponies.

Then we finished our fun with a picnic lunch.

The Moms tried to get a picture of all the kids together, but good luck with that.

We were sad to leave. I recruited Ryan to help me sneak our new little sister into the car. Maybe our parents will let us keep her.

I want to have my birthday party up here!

Later that afternoon, Dad found me on the patio setting up a nature trail for my chicken.

I think I can prove to them how a semi-urban farm could work.

Little Sister

I really really really want a little sister. Like, so bad that I beg my parents all the time to get me one. And if not a little sister, then at least a kitten. Since Dad is allergic to cats, I decided to take matters into my own hands.

While Mom was cooking, I got into my old baby clothes and gave Blue Sparkly Dress a second life. Ryan was the perfect model, and Dad LOVED it! He said it brought back fond memories of Aunt Julie and Aunt Joy terrorizing him as a child.   

Self Portrait

 This is my self portrait from the school art show, with emphasis on my awesome freckles. Angels give them to me at night when I'm sleeping. They are perfection. Like sprinkles on a chocolate iced doughnut.

Snow Day

 Winter in Florida means you make snow angels in the sand.

 We're not complaining, this is the best time of the year! Not too hot, not too cold.

Perfect for a day running and playing on the beach.  

 Dad says we should enjoy this while we can, in case we have to relocate to somewhere like Minneapolis one day.