miss caroline loves cows. i mean L-O-V-E-S cows. you say anything about them and she just starts talking her talk and throws in ta-ow(which is cow) she loves daddy ta-ows, momma ta-ows, and of course baby ta-ows. now that we live with my sister, we are much much much closer to the cow action than before. so, occasionally when we want to kill a little time we'll take her down the road to see all of the cows.
i've always grown up with cows around. my dad has always had a ton at his cattle farm down the road, plus we had "bucket" calves at our house. i have always loved cows too. they're cute. they're not that smelly. and they are delicious. yeah, we raise them and eat them. and we are very fortunate to be able to have farm fresh beef. this year my dad is actually building a butcher shop at my parents house so he can cut up his own beef.
sorry, side tracked. i took caroline to see the cattle one day, she loved it...of course. while there we also saw a bunny. so now anytime we go to the barn or even mention cows, she says bunny then hop, hop, hop. it's cute. my girl is cute. now picture time.
lookin' for cows already
she knows exactly where their pens are, and she just starts going for them
her daddy put on his boots so she could get a closer look. clearly she was dying!
i also said to kylie-"did you ever think this would be a normal thing in your life, to work with cattle?" his response, "never." fyi: he was far from farm boy when we dated, now he's full on farm man. well working on it. he's mostly a hay baler and helps with cattle and around the farm. he's not a man of seed and soil...yet.
on the gator, to search for baby ta-ows
we are blessed.
she's a daddy's girl, for sure!
we love the new country life we live.
