Hello!
We went to the Boulder Creek Fest the other day. The best part by far was the CHOO CHOO TRAIN.
Dad took these photos with his "pancake lens."
I have no idea what that means, but it sounds delicious. Of course, I would refer to it as a "canpake lens."
Speaking of delicious, the Creek Fest was my first--and probably last--opportunity to get a pork chop on a stick.
I know, right?
Lucky for me, this is Boulder, so they were also handing out carrots.
Baby Zoe had to think long and hard about which one she would prefer.
Dad took me down to the lake today.
I like to say hello to the geese ("BIRDIE BIRDIE BIRDIE BIRDIE!") and offer them things I find on the ground.
I also like to do a little Vegan Fishing (you just eat the stick at the end of the day), but dad took me home when I wouldn't stop putting my feet into the water.
If I don't fill up on sticks, Zack is happy to share his Oreos with me.
Ladies and gents, this is a goat.
No--really--it is. The whole family went to a farm yesterday!
Dad took this closeup of my new friend, Goatsworth.
It took Goatsworth a second or two to get used to me, but then we were fast friends.
Dad says it's because I had an unlimited supply of corn.
I played peek-a-boo with Goatsworth II.
I see you!
AUGH! Goat kiss!
I think I'll be a Goat Whisperer when I grow up.
OK, Goatsworth II, tell me about your childhood.
There were other great beasties at the farm too.
AUGH! Pony kisses!
There were also other fun non-beastie things to do.
For example ...
I AM IN A GIANT TIRE OF CORN RIGHT HERE!
I think Goatwsorth III knew about my connections in the corn industry.
You can see Goatsworth IV getting impatient over there.
Because I am an authentic square-state farm girl, I don't mind a little goat spit every so often.
Here you go, Goatsworth III--slime the other hand too, OK?
There's a lot to do on a farm. It's not all glamorous tasks like getting covered in goat spit.
What?
Oh yeah--they also have birthday parties at this farm. I crashed a couple of them. The more the merrier, right?
Happy birthday, um, Pam from Lakewood!
I have no idea what this is about.
My kid sister, Zoe (I prefer to call her Z-Baby) came along, but she slept the whole time. Dad is going to have her feed the goats when we come back.
I hope that's soon. I'm pretty attached to Goatsworth III.
Greetings! It has been a while.
Since we last met, I have begun to wear overalls.
Dad says a square-state baby must dress the part.
I also tend to pose like this--and in other ways that seem to indicate interest in what my parents say.
What's that you say over there?
Riley's making sushi again?
One tobikko, please!
(I may be from a square state, but I know what I like.)
Thanks, Big Sis!
As soon as my teeth come in, I'm all over that thing.