Sawyer went to a birthday party for a friend from school today. His friend's family lives on a farm, complete with thirty chickens, four goats, and one cat. Sawyer was a little disappointed that he didn't to milk the goat (suspiciously named "Squirt") but he had a great time.
As we were leaving the party, I asked Sawyer if he had a good time.
"Oh yeah. It was the best party ever. I finally got to feel a chicken."
I think the boy needs to get out more........