Cannon and I were visiting Mariana in Kansas city and went to the petting zoo in overland park, Deana's farm. It was an extremely hot day and to be honest I hadn't really wanted to go because I wanted to be selfish and go buy somethings at the outlet mall while we were there. I am so glad I did go though.
Mariana went and got a bottle for the baby goats. We went in the pin to feed them and they were aggressive for the milk. I felt bad, like maybe they starved them all day so that they could be fed by the children and didn't eat to much. What happens to the little one's? There was this little one that kept trying to get to the milk but then the big one's would come in and take it. Mariana took over the bottle and the little one kept kicking her to get milk, it was so cute.
I think Cannon may have been thinking the same thing about the baby one's. I put him on the ground so that he could explore and he walked around a little bit. He stopped when he came upon the tiny baby goat. It was laying down in the sun and looked either sick or heat exhausted. It was the only one laying down in the sun and he got real curious. He squatted down beside it and pointed. He kept trying to get down and get a closer look and hand the goat some food. It was a proud mommy moment for me as I recognized he had gone to one of the littlest saddest looking goats and tried to help. You know those moments where you think "oh maybe my kid will be a baseball player"....I got one of those "Oh, Cannon has a soft spot for helping animals."
Then later he tried to steal more goat food from the dispenser and I got another moment. Kidding...not about the stealing, about the moment.
Aug 14, 2011
Mariana went and got a bottle for the baby goats. We went in the pin to feed them and they were aggressive for the milk. I felt bad, like maybe they starved them all day so that they could be fed by the children and didn't eat to much. What happens to the little one's? There was this little one that kept trying to get to the milk but then the big one's would come in and take it. Mariana took over the bottle and the little one kept kicking her to get milk, it was so cute.
I think Cannon may have been thinking the same thing about the baby one's. I put him on the ground so that he could explore and he walked around a little bit. He stopped when he came upon the tiny baby goat. It was laying down in the sun and looked either sick or heat exhausted. It was the only one laying down in the sun and he got real curious. He squatted down beside it and pointed. He kept trying to get down and get a closer look and hand the goat some food. It was a proud mommy moment for me as I recognized he had gone to one of the littlest saddest looking goats and tried to help. You know those moments where you think "oh maybe my kid will be a baseball player"....I got one of those "Oh, Cannon has a soft spot for helping animals."
Then later he tried to steal more goat food from the dispenser and I got another moment. Kidding...not about the stealing, about the moment.
Aug 14, 2011
