Last month, Tyler decided we needed to go to the ostrich farm. It's about 45 minutes away from our house right next to Picacho Peak. I've driven past it maybe 20 times thinking it would be fun, but I never felt like driving that far. Then, a family in our ward went and posted pictures on Facebook, and just like that, Tyler decided it was high time we went out there.
By the way, Ethan has no fear. He climbs up the ladder on the big kid slides, the loopy-twisty kind that Lillian isn't even all that keen on, and goes down face first making all the other moms at the park nervous.
But the mini donkeys were always great. These ones were greedy and nipped at the kids fingers.
Again, Ethan didn't care.
And then come the ostriches.
They also have monster truck tours of the desert. I'm only posting half our pictures today as a) I have a lot and b) I'm afraid I'm going to run out of things to write about before NaPoBloMo is over. The point is that I didn't get a picture of the outside of the monster truck until right before we left, so you'll see it tomorrow.
Basically, they stick quartered grapefruit on a nail on a rope on a pole, and you tease the ostriches with it.