Braving hordes of small children and gigantic strollers, we spent Easter morning at the Canada Agriculture Museum , which is a short drive from our house. Henry hunted for chocolate eggs and pet a nice, docile bunny rabbit or two. The most excellent thing? The tractor exhibit, hands down. Closely followed by the chocolate Easter eggs. We let him indulge on more than one of those. It was good clean family fun, but the fact that Henry was terrified of every creature larger than a turkey kind of limited the scope of activities in which we could participate. I don't blame him for being scared, though. Dairy cows are huge animals, and sheep "baaaa" really loudly.
Even though he spent a good portion of his time at the farm with his face buried in his daddy's shoulder to hide from the monstrous beasts, we're hearing a lot about "cows!" "sheep!" and "fordeeah" today. (We finally translated that last one as "farm" after much confusion. Context is everything with toddler babble).
I'm trying to post pictures, but Blogger isn't cooperating. I'll try again later.
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