Feldman Cubs

Well hello there. I am in a silo.

So is little sis.

When we go to the farm, dad likes to put us in here because (1) it keeps us mostly out of trouble and (2) the light is really good.

It also lets little sis practice her raking skills.

That’s good raking, little sis.

If there were a sign right here that read “CHICKEN INSIDE,” that sign would be accurate.

These are the stairs that lead up to the long rope bridge. Dad loves coming up here with me.

No trip to the farm would be complete without feeding corn to some hungry goats.

Two hands are better than one.

That’s good goat-feeding, little sis.

This is Cookie.

She remembers me from last year, I think.

TETHERBALL!

Yep. Tetherball.

This is Penguin the cat. He usually hides from us …

… but today he let little sis pet him!

Actually, we’ve been to Boo at the Zoo more than two times, but it rhymed. In related news, REESE’S PEANUT BUTTER CUPS ARE GOOD.

Big sis is holding a pack of peanut M&Ms, which are even better.

Hey, check this out:

ROAR I AM A DINOSAUR!

… a dinosaur with a bat bucket for collecting candy.

WE ARE SCARY.

For her almost-two-and-a-halfth birthday, little sis got a big-kid bed!

She made herself right at home …

… even bringing her favorite reading materials.

After a brief rest, it was time to pretend-microwave some pretend-pizza and pretend-charbroil a pretend-anteater.

I helped with the pizza.

Yes, I know it’s not real. I said that earlier.

This delicious mitten that Zoe’s cutting up? Very, very real.

Here we are at birthday fiesta numero uno.

Is it OK if we just show some photos without coming up with 52 things to say?

Good then!