Pig Farm (And Fire Station) Pictures

Yes, I realize it's several months too late, but it goes with the preceding story, and besides, my wonderful husband just showed me how to add pictures to my blog. I realize that may sound laughably simple to all of you technological people out there, but let's face facts: in the world of technology, I've got no game. Therefore, my blog may become obnoxiously inundated with pictures--most of them probably a little outdated--for the next several posts while I proudly brandish my new skill.
(And yes, I realize the one of Chandler is deplorably fuzzy, but in my defense, it was very dim in the mama pig building and c'mon--doesn't his smile just capture the thrill of the whole experience? by the way, it was really stinky. I didn't love it as much as the kids did. And yes, the smell did stick to us and we had to strip upon entering the house and bathe post haste. just so you know in case you'd like to copy our pig farm field trip idea.)