When we first moved in and I started walking, I hardly knew about all the hidden gems right in the middle of suburbia.
One of these hidden gems in the goat farm not far from my house. About six months after living in our home E said something along the lines of "have you ever seen the goats down the road?" I was skeptical and might have even made fun of him. Goats? Here? Nah.
Of course the very next day he wanted to prove me wrong, and for the first time I met them, the most perfect little heard of African Pygmy goats.
Since having children the "goat walk" has become a favorite. These little goats are so gentle, never biting or butting and both my children adore them.
Every spring the Mama goats have babies. It is one of my favorite things ever, to see these tiny babies and love them. One year we even saw a baby born.
This year we've visited the goats a handful of times and have enjoyed seeing the babies again and again.
Today when James suggested the goat walk to his favorite friend, a neighborhood boy, I knew I needed to grab my camera.
So so glad I did. :)
Hopping baby goats?!! NOTHING cuter.