June is dairy month here in the cheese state and we celebrated by heading out to a local farm for a fresh dairy breakfast and some homemade cow pies. We quickly realized just how much city our kids are (including myself), when we arrived at the breakfast table which was made out of haystacks with boards on top. The kids were less than thrilled with the breakfast of scrambled eggs with ham (prepared by the way in a huge pan by about 5 people stirring them continually with dustpans. Sure hope they werent used!), bread w/butter and blueberry muffins. We were sort of expecting pancakes, bacon and hashbrowns. I think the only thing they consumed was their bread, carton of chocolate milk, and a bowl of ice-cream. They were too busy complaining about the flies and the unsanitary eating arrangements. Then we had the fun of trudging out in the mud (or mud/manure mixture), to view the cows, cows, and more cows. I tried to put on my brave face as we entered the smelliest of the barns, where they milk the cows, and the floor was covered in manure. You mean this is where our milk comes from?! To the cows credit, they do make cute babies. Alissa did get past the smell, when she spotted the newborn calf's. Madi even got brave enough to get her hand close enough to actually pet one...briefly.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
City Kids...
...livin in the country.
June is dairy month here in the cheese state and we celebrated by heading out to a local farm for a fresh dairy breakfast and some homemade cow pies. We quickly realized just how much city our kids are (including myself), when we arrived at the breakfast table which was made out of haystacks with boards on top. The kids were less than thrilled with the breakfast of scrambled eggs with ham (prepared by the way in a huge pan by about 5 people stirring them continually with dustpans. Sure hope they werent used!), bread w/butter and blueberry muffins. We were sort of expecting pancakes, bacon and hashbrowns. I think the only thing they consumed was their bread, carton of chocolate milk, and a bowl of ice-cream. They were too busy complaining about the flies and the unsanitary eating arrangements. Then we had the fun of trudging out in the mud (or mud/manure mixture), to view the cows, cows, and more cows. I tried to put on my brave face as we entered the smelliest of the barns, where they milk the cows, and the floor was covered in manure. You mean this is where our milk comes from?! To the cows credit, they do make cute babies. Alissa did get past the smell, when she spotted the newborn calf's. Madi even got brave enough to get her hand close enough to actually pet one...briefly.


After getting past the smell of fresh manure, they started to enjoy themselves more. They loved climbing up on the big tractor, sitting in the fire-truck, and searching for tokens in corn and wood chips. We decided Zack will now be a fireman when he grows up, since he had a huge melt-down after taking him out of the firetruck. Overall, a good experience for the kids, but not sure if its one I want to repeat. Give me a shower!
June is dairy month here in the cheese state and we celebrated by heading out to a local farm for a fresh dairy breakfast and some homemade cow pies. We quickly realized just how much city our kids are (including myself), when we arrived at the breakfast table which was made out of haystacks with boards on top. The kids were less than thrilled with the breakfast of scrambled eggs with ham (prepared by the way in a huge pan by about 5 people stirring them continually with dustpans. Sure hope they werent used!), bread w/butter and blueberry muffins. We were sort of expecting pancakes, bacon and hashbrowns. I think the only thing they consumed was their bread, carton of chocolate milk, and a bowl of ice-cream. They were too busy complaining about the flies and the unsanitary eating arrangements. Then we had the fun of trudging out in the mud (or mud/manure mixture), to view the cows, cows, and more cows. I tried to put on my brave face as we entered the smelliest of the barns, where they milk the cows, and the floor was covered in manure. You mean this is where our milk comes from?! To the cows credit, they do make cute babies. Alissa did get past the smell, when she spotted the newborn calf's. Madi even got brave enough to get her hand close enough to actually pet one...briefly.
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Sorry you didn't like it. I am the BIGGEST city girl ever. To me camping means staying in a motorhome with running water very close to a major city. I do think it is cool to see different ways of life though and it is cheap entertainment for the family.
And it isn't usually the day after a major thunderstorm so I don't usually go home covered in gunk.
yeah that doesn't sound as amazing as I thought it would be.. we may try it next year if it's not muddy.
Live cell phones are a good thing!
This is a happy post after a rougher week you had before...Alissa looks all better. You do fun field trips!!
I didn't see the raspberry cheese, but the blue cheese was little strong without being in a dressing over a bed of lettuce with some steak--my favorite way to have cheese! C'mon, you know you loved the Dairy Breakfast!! :o)
Love Alissa's smile in the top picture and Zack and Katelin are sure looking a lot older. Looks like fun in the corn pile.
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