Amy and I took the kids here yesterday and had a blast. They had all sorts going on, sheep racing, ferret racing, hamster racing, and a falconry show. They had a cute petting area with the fluffiest bunny in the world –
And Sam squealed over and over in delight at being allowed to touch a guinea pig, though I managed to catch a sane-looking expression.
We only had one proper ouch incident, Austin poked a finger through the cage of giant chickens and got pecked, poor thing! There are also lots of great play areas which the kids were desperate to get into. Then, at the end of the day we decided to go back to the falconry holding area to see all the birds on display, and one of the handlers had one out for kids to hold! eek!
Amy and I the kids were really excited, and got to hold Bubbles, this small owl whose breed I don’t remember.
Clearly only meant for short distance letter deliveries 😉
Then Amy and I were talking about holding one (he brought out a medium sized one for the older kids to hold) and Amy said “you’ll never get your hand in that glove” and as I was saying “I’ll make it fit!” (anyone sensing my desperation?) The guy said he’d get out a big glove and oh, by the way, did I want to hold that one or any of the others? *Inner squeal!* And I could even hold Claude if I wanted. GASP. Seriously. Here’s Claude –
Do ignore the body, and focus on the face, can you tell that inside I’m squealing and flailing? I loved it.
After the birds we went for ice creams and headed home, just as raindrops started falling. All in all, a pretty awesome day! I’d definitely recommend it to anyone with kids.
Today’s plan, errands and maybe fitting in the park, but basically getting out of the house, as the boys are not in a play well at home mood. Wish me luck.