Last weekend was the Gore Place Sheep Shearing Festival. With a surprising spell of good weather, we had a good time. Seeing horses, walking the tight rope, making sand art, etc. I explained the whole sheep shearing thing to Ellie while we watched this farmer shear the sheep. Then the childless yuppie couple next to me said, "Uh, that's a goat." And so it was - but it is called a sheep shearing festival and that thing looked like a woolly sheep to me!
Then, after lunch, Elliot looked longingly at her stroller outfitted for Samantha.
She was not to be excluded, so Elliot climbed on in. She's not too big for it is she? Some mom came over to us, horrified when she saw Zoe running the buggy in circles on the hill, and then relieved to learn that there was not an "infant" in it...not that it was all that much safer for Elliot though!
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