This week the weather has been frigid. Very January. But not today. No winter coats, no mittens, no hats. Just sweatshirts. We practically needed sunblock. So we headed off to a little farm that's a couple minutes away-- Frying Pan Park. (Plug for Reston: I LOVE LIVING HERE. There are so many different types of things to do in the area.) I think the boys loved it more than they ever have the other times we've gone. We went with friends and no one even fell in manure or pissed off a large cow or asked about exposed reproductive system parts on a horse or anything.
So, I wanted to share a few pictures and revel in the sun and non-January-ness of today and make you jealous if it's cold where you live. To top it off we came home and had a picnic on the balcony without sweatshirts. We did not eat turkey.
|Old McCalvin had a tractor.|
|So did McClark|
|For some reason all the kids thought this goat was hilarious. I did not.|
|Yeah, Cal, go ahead and eat that rusty metal gate. It's cool.|
|Ava and Cal poke the corn on the cob in the corn crib.|
|The pigs' heat lamp is like a ceiling fan, Mommy! Um. Sure.|
|More turkey kisses|