We spent some time outside Tuesday with squirt guns because it was so hot. I asked the boys if they wanted to go back to Mr. Rob's to see the goats. And I was surprised that they responded with so much excitement (usually the dogs scare them).
So we took off across the field (squirt guns in hand...which I didn't think about until Mrs. Mariann answered the door commenting on her fear of the armed visitors). :) Since both boys wanted me to hold them as we went into the big barn to see the baby goats, I set them up on the ledges so they could look down at the goats. The goats were trying to climb up...so glad to see visitors.
Eventually, I asked if Jake wanted to go in with the smallest ones. Surprisingly he quickly said "yes" and headed in. Shortly after, Joe wanted to join him. Despite the goats pressing in on them and nibbling on everything they could (including the boys' shirts), the boys handled their fears well in this new experience.
We eventually went to the bigger goats, saw the cows, watched the chickens, and then went outside and around to the chicken coop (Joes wondered where the eggs were). While we were out by the chicken coop, the cows ventured out of the barn and ran (yes, ran) over to us.
Joe's comments are so funny some times...I wish I could record most of what he says because of how he words his concepts. Joe noticed the dirty feet of the cows and their big tongues. Joe also kept asking the baby goats if they wanted to play. Both boys talked to the goats like dogs ("sit" "stay" "no"). I explained that the goats don't know those rules.
As we left, the goats were bleating "baa" "baa" and it literally sounded like they were all saying "bye" "bye"! The boys noticed this...and laughed about it. They later brought Mama back with them...and they still want to take Daddy there, too. Oh...and Joe wants a baby goat of his own!
So we took off across the field (squirt guns in hand...which I didn't think about until Mrs. Mariann answered the door commenting on her fear of the armed visitors). :) Since both boys wanted me to hold them as we went into the big barn to see the baby goats, I set them up on the ledges so they could look down at the goats. The goats were trying to climb up...so glad to see visitors.
Eventually, I asked if Jake wanted to go in with the smallest ones. Surprisingly he quickly said "yes" and headed in. Shortly after, Joe wanted to join him. Despite the goats pressing in on them and nibbling on everything they could (including the boys' shirts), the boys handled their fears well in this new experience.
We eventually went to the bigger goats, saw the cows, watched the chickens, and then went outside and around to the chicken coop (Joes wondered where the eggs were). While we were out by the chicken coop, the cows ventured out of the barn and ran (yes, ran) over to us.
Joe's comments are so funny some times...I wish I could record most of what he says because of how he words his concepts. Joe noticed the dirty feet of the cows and their big tongues. Joe also kept asking the baby goats if they wanted to play. Both boys talked to the goats like dogs ("sit" "stay" "no"). I explained that the goats don't know those rules.
As we left, the goats were bleating "baa" "baa" and it literally sounded like they were all saying "bye" "bye"! The boys noticed this...and laughed about it. They later brought Mama back with them...and they still want to take Daddy there, too. Oh...and Joe wants a baby goat of his own!
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