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Field trip to the Farm

D's preschool class had a fun field trip this last week.  He went to his teacher's father's farm.  They have lots of horses.  
Here is D on Big Ben a Clydesdale.  He is really big, but really gentle.  

Here is K looking at the ponies.  She loved the baby horses.  
They had some miniature horses that were so fun.  D took K on a buggy ride pulled by Smallzy.

You wouldn't know it by looking, but K had a great time on her ride.  

What would a field trip be without treats.  Cupcakes and little sodas out of a soda machine.  Soo much fun.  
On a side note, D dressed himself.  He decided that his cowboy boots and hat would be best, and superman shirt is cool.  I am still not sure why he thought his jeans should be backwards.  He thought they were great that way.  When we got to school his teacher said, "Oh, is D having another backwards day?".  I had no idea his little silly things were that obvious to others.  Oh well, at least he is happy.
Here is K in her Princess Cinderella costume.  I made the skirt, and we had the top.  But, now I think I might need to make a top.  This one doesn't fit too well.  I think I might try more elastic or something.  Let me know if you have any ideas.  
K is such a little girl.  As soon as she got dressed up she ran for her dress up shoes, and  crown.  Then she needed a baby (of course).  She is fun.  Sometimes she acts like a princess too much.  But, she is just so gosh darn cute.  

Comments

Rachel said…
That is adorable. Nice job on the skirt. The top is fine! Besides, it'll probably have to be covered up by a jacket anyway, right? :)
Miss M said…
I love the backward pants thing. That's great.

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