Charlotte's Web

Charlotte had a goat spit in her face today. She screamed and cried. I know its going to take a minute for what I just said to sink in. So I will give you some time.




Goat spit. Gross you say? Absolutely. Did she deserve it? Well that depends on who you ask. Mom and dad say no, she didn't deserve to be spit on, it's just rude. As for the goat, well he would say its fine to spit on a child who is tapping her little finger through the fence onto its nose. The goat would say it wasn't really spit it was a sneeze. Regardless the little girl screamed and cried and will probably never go near a goat again.



But pigs? She can't get enough of them.


Today we did our usual holy church duties, then decided to take a little drive to Beech Hill Farm in lovely Hopkinton NH. (Yes we do go to a lot of farms....remember we live in NH, there are a lot of farms here). Dad immediately smelled a conspiracy once we got close to the farm and both Charlotte and mom were asking for ice cream. Upon arrive he read the sign. Make Your Own Ice Cream Sundae and farm stand. Dad still thinks it was just a ploy to get him to buy ice cream sundaes for lunch. Luckily they also had pumpkins and one can never have enough pumpkins on the front porch or in your window boxes. $40 in pumpkins, one goat spitting, and 3 ice creams later we completed our lovely day at Beech Hill Farms.



The moral of today's story: Always call ahead to make sure the farm stand is not also an ice cream stand, avoid the wagons that can easily be loaded up with pumpkins, and never never stick your fingers in a goats nose unless you are looking away or wearing sunglasses.