Calvin and the girls. (the day after, he said their names over and over and over. He's starting to enjoy them, I think. )
At this point in the hay ride, Calvin came up to me and kept saying "I fun. I fun." I said, "you're having fun?" and he nodded and repeated, "I fun!" I loved it.
The cute old man driving the tractor pulled over by a field of sheep so that the kids could get down and feed them hay. One of them had a nasty bloody nose, and my niece Maria yelled, "don't pick your nose!" They all had a great time feeding the animals.
Calvin's favorite thing is helping his grandpa feed the chickens. On the way back, he was holding his grandpa's hand, and then just went limp and dropped to the ground. I think he wanted Grandpa to swing him, or maybe he was just tired....
What he wasn't expecting was for grandpa to pick him up by the scruff of his neck to carry him in. He thought it was hilarious.