Last Saturday was a busy, busy day. I was going to break this into a few posts, but then I realized that TODAY is Saturday. AGAIN. And we have plans for today- which I will try to take even more pictures of. So, before the back log gets too tremendously large, let's just do them all in one big swoop. Go- go grab a cup of coffee- maybe a snack- and get settled in.
Last Saturday was a special kids oriented day at the Eisenhower Farm. Rich and Shea quickly separated themselves from me, Amy and the herd of squealing girls we were trying to herd.
But they were happy, squealing girls. Well, for the most part.
There was a fabulous petting zoo. We did have to tell all of the girls nobody was getting a horse. I think Amy took it the hardest.
Greeley even found a Greeley sized horse.
A sand box full of black eyed peas. Is it then a pea box?
Chubs was trapped in a back pack. Always in a back pack. You and I both know, internets, that if he'd been free he would have eaten those black eyed peas.
There was face paining. Atlee got a dolphin. No, really, it IS a dolphin. Is too.
Greeley opted for a rainbow.
Then she took her trusty mount out for a spin through the hay maze.
As if all of that wasn't enough action- we left the farm for a costume change and moved on to part 2- a birthday party. A birthday party with bubbles.
A small herd of little girls wearing party dresses and blowing bubbles. I know, the cute factor can't even be calculated.
Although, I did manage a shot of the patented Greeley glare.
I just like this one. I know I'm biased and all because she's mine, but damn that kid's beautiful. (And then I have the automatic reaction where I launch into "but that's not the important part, Greeley. What's more important is that you're a nice person. That you're kind to others. That you're smart and funny and caring. Who you are as a person is much more important than whether or not you're pretty." But between you and me? Damn that kid's beautiful.)
That's kind of it for the birthday party pictures. Mostly because it was just me, Emerson and the girls. Rich and Shea stayed home. So, trying to keep up with three kids when I was clearly outnumbered meant taking pictures went way, way down on the priority list.
So, after the birthday party the girls and I decided we weren't quite done. We went home and scooped up the boys, including Wilson dog- and headed into town to stroll around for a bit. We had interrupted Shea and Rich's plans for a frozen pizza at home, so it seemed fair that we feed them.
Wilson eagerly hopes for some pizza, since we were at the Roman Inn.
Our model, Rich, shows the beautiful al fresco dining area that the Roman Inn offers its guests. Dog friendly made Wilson happy too! For the record, Wilson was not disappointed. I believe he ate two slices. And some cheese that Greeley dropped on the ground. Oh, you're no longer surprised to hear he's gained sixteen pounds in the last two months?
The girls ran up and down the sidewalk- back and forth, back and forth.
And believe you me, they slept soundly last Saturday night.