(**Warning: I have toddlers. So potty words like “poop” don’t phase me much. But beware, there are many references to “poop” in this post. So if potty words make your stomach churn, click away now.)
A quick post from Idaho.
We are totally loving our time here. So many family and friends and old memories. It’s good to be here for a visit.
We have been running around everywhere, visiting lots of people and places.
I’ll share more later. But for now, a little bit from our visit to a petting zoo.
My little guy kept following this pot belly pig around, toddling a few feet behind him at all times………………meandering through the trees and around the grass.
At one point, the pig stopped. So did my little boy. The pig didn’t move a muscle. Neither did my boy.
And then the look on my little boy’s face completely changed.
Can you take a guess what happened?
He couldn’t believe it.
Animals fascinate my children. But poop apparently tops that.
I’m pretty sure my 4 year old daughter would never chase after pot belly pig poop, trying to get an up close look.
Boys are funny.
And Idaho has been fun.
I’ll share more later.
(And projects will resume next week. I have a few in store…)