Jake told me last night on our date to the movies that on his bucket list while living in Florida was to see the church ranch here. When we woke up this morning we were talking before we got out of bed and he said we could do anything today, my choice. I told him I wanted to go to the ranch. I looked up the info, called for a tour appointment, and he played XBOX with the kids while I got things going. It was great! The drive was a little over an hour there. We started the tour in the visitor's center, an old house. They had the ranch's brand on a piece of wood. It looks like a honey bee hive.
Mali Su asked me to tell her when to open her eyes for the picture (her eye crosses sometimes in pictures if she focuses too hard at looking at the camera before we snap the picture).
My Mom got the girls these cute red, white, and blue outfits. Patriotic holidays are my favorite.
We loaded a bus for our tour. Aimi Lark's highlight today was that she got to ride on a real bus for the first time.
We stopped and looked for gators in the water ways and saw different herds of cattle.
This tree was partially uprooted by a hurricane but since some of the roots were left in the ground it continued to grow.
In a field in the distance we saw a Sandhill Crane (my favorite bird).
Then we realized there was baby there too! We have yet to see a baby with the couples (that people say mate for life).
Then in the distance traveling behind a parent Jake sees a second baby!
Two sandhill crane babies and their parents. Talk about making my day!
Aimi Lark and Malachi have become really close recently. He seems to really look up to her and she babies him.
We got out for a picture and the cows scattered.
Malachi of course got angry over something Mali Su did to him in between the time it took to take picture 1 and picture 2.
We learned how well they document the cattle here. All these numbers and letters stand for when they were born and such.
Mali Su asked question after question to the sweet sister missionary who was our tour guide (her husband drove).
See, if my meat was happily raised on farms like these I'd eat beef all the time.
This was a GREAT (free) family outing. Thanks Jake for "living like a tourist" with me.
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