Stories from the Farm

We went to local farm for a birthday party last weekend where the main attraction (besides the cake, games, and pinata) was goat milking. Rachel told me before the party that she was not interested in touching a goat. Lauren would not commit either way. Rachel loved the instructor and wanted to participate so she volunteered to dry the udders after Teacher Sam washed them with an iodine solution. And because of the towel, Rachel didn't have to actually touch the goat.

When Teacher Sam started milking the goat everyone was quiet and watching intently. Then Lauren asked me loudly, "Is the goat peeing?" Everyone laughed (including Lauren) and Teacher Sam explained again about goat milk. I was holding Lauren and walked over to the goat pen for a closer look. Unfortunately, the closest goat happened to sneeze right when we were peering into the pen, Lauren got scared and wanted nothing else to do with the goats.