She loved the hay, and the hayride. She was too impatient for story time. She wanted to pet the animals, and because it wasn’t allowed she had a major meltdown. She tried to steal a pony stick. Some boy made her cry when he threw her on the ground in the hay fort. She thinks gourds are called “baby punkins”. She stuck a kernel-free corn cob in her mouth, and told me it tasted yuck. Over all it was a great day, and her favorite part was definitely feeding the pigs!