Mary Had A Little Goat

Or in this case, Brookie had a little goat :) Popping in at my sister's farm means we always drive away with a little piece of country life coursing through our veins and... a little bit of hay in our hair.

795. for Pudding , the goat

796. the way she treats her goat like a little dog, tricks and all

797. homemade farm equipment

798. small, prickly muzzles pushed through bars, searching for attention
799. how she warms the clutch

800. beautiful, smoothly shaped eggs--miracles!

801. learning where our breakfast comes from

802. examining--first science

803. wanting baby chicks instead of breakfast :) 804. kittens in abundance, always kittens

805. loving little balls of fluff we don't have to take home... but REALLY want to

806. picking a favourite

807. recess fun for girls

809. a niece who inspires my children to be brave and innovative

810. for gratitude that blankets me after a difficult week

811. the light of Jesus after the storm

812. for all of you who saw me through it

Leap Chicken

Most of us played Leap Frog when we were young. I can remember making my sisters raise their crouched bodies higher and higher as I challenged myself to jump over them. My son decided to do something similar--but with my sister's hens. She had just let them out of the barn into the yard and Oliver was overjoyed that they were so docile. He carried them around and placed them in the grass and jumped over them! He giggled and chased those poor hens with one of their own feathers. I asked him what he was doing with the feather and he responded plainly, "I'm trying to put it back on!" He also tried to brush the chicken's "teeth" with the feather. Perhaps some farm animal information books would come in handy for the boy.