hinchley's dairy farm

the outing began with missing 'hello kitty' rain boots. there were some tears, but a substitute of hiking boots seemed to be okay. well, that, and our friends j & em had arrived to join us on our trip - made everything much better.

i had bought tickets to the dairy farm back in april when they were advertised on groupon. you can't live in wisconsin and never go to any of the nearby dairy farms. isaiah had been to this particular dairy farm on a field trip with his kindergarten class last year. he was pretty excited to go again. 

 the milking spots. we each got to milk one of the cows, j took those pictures so, we'll have to wait on those. it wasn't as easy as i first thought it would be.

 the baby calves came up to the fence and would lick the kids' hands. one began sucking on isaiah's entire hand.

 it was pretty slimy, and mimzy didn't want anything to do with slimy, baby cow tongues.

 later on in the tour, we were given an ear of corn to feed the rest of the farm animals. it reminded me of going to my grandma's house.

 the rule was, one corn cob each. makayah snuck 5.

 mimzy's favorite animals were the honking geese. she giggled, and giggled.

this bad boy was mad doggin' us. 

  

 the geese were fun for a few minutes, but the goats were even better. i love feeding goats and the way their little fuzzy lips tickle the palms of my hand as they lick up their corn kernels. isaiah and makayah liked it too.

 mimzy didn't. but she did like watching them eat. 

 the goats went crazy for corn, pushing and shoving. makayah was pretty upset about how rude they were and would say, "mom, don't feed that one, he's a bully. he won't let the scrawny one eat."

 next up, the hay ride. we rode out to the pumpkin field and were allowed to pick one pumpkin each.

 isaiah first chose this cute orange one, but once the tour guide yelled out that the white ones were great for pumpkin pies, he made a mad dash for the white patch.

 makayah wasn't going to be satisfied by just any pumpkin. it took a while for her to pick the perfect pumpkin, but in the end, she found one.

we rode back to the farm, whilst sitting on our hay bails. our tour ended with a good dose of hand sanitizer and potty breaks. we got home, and counted the number of pumpkins we had gathered over the past month. 8 total. it reminded me of the children's book, 'too many pumpkins.' what ever were we to do with 8 pumpkins? time to make and freeze pumpkin puree.