Our weekend at the farm was awesome despite the fact that I got some kind of stomach bug on Saturday. I'm actually oddly grateful that the bug hit me when it did as, thanks to the kindness of my friends, I was able to retreat to our room and spend the grosser part of the bug's bite by myself knowing that Maddie and Riley were in excellent hands. Caring for sick kids is one thing; caring for kids while I'm sick is quite awful, and I'm grateful that I had help when I needed it.
Other than that minor stumbling block, a good time was had by all. We saw cows get milked, we gathered eggs, we fed donkeys, we stroked a pony's nose, we petted bunnies, and we watched square dancers. We ate well and slept better than I would have expected, even with the time change. All in all, it was a lovely getaway and I hope we can go back someday.
I'll try to post some photos once I get them transferred from camera to computer. For now, I need to go to bed. I'm still pretty queasy and very, very tired.