11.02.2006


The girls were puzzled by these goats-on-a-roof. This is Annie, looking puzzled. Maybe if I'd had a few quarters for the cracked corn she's standing in front of, the bucket and pully system would've enlightened them.

Spun by Abigail on Thursday, November 02, 2006

2 comments :

Anonymous said...

Goats-on-roofs are puzzling in any event, even if one is enlightened to how they are fed. Why are they up there? Is the view better? Don't the get dizzy when they get near the edge? Did they get their Mom's permission? Are they going to have a contest to see who can jump off the most times without getting hurt? And how did they get up there, anyway? Can goats us ladders? Who do chickens cross the roads and the goats climb on the roofs? Is there grass growing up there like in The House on Plumb Creek?

I think I must not have finished growing up properly. I was shopping with Mom for Caleb's birthday presents, and I was complaining because none of the toys I was seeing were toys that made me think "Oh, Caleb needs that!" Which made Mom laugh, because apparently she doesn't remember being a kid and needing some really cool toy. I suppose it does say something about how "in need" I've grown up that I usually use that word in front of frivolous things like toys.

11/02/2006 8:22 PM
Abigail said...

I think the goats had little ramps leading down inside the barn, but we couldn't tell because payment was required in order to go inside the barn and its hay maze.

Ah, the toy need. Yet another reason to steer clear of windowshopping at fancy children's stores with wooden, brightly colored toys. (I always seem to be overcome with the knowledge of toy-need in places where our emaciated wallet would get us laughed out of the place if we opened it.)

11/03/2006 10:03 AM

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