After dinner, we decided to head out and enjoy the nice weather. We collected some rocks, found the eggs in the hens' nest box, moved the goat's cage to fresh grass and ran with abandon. Then Claire wanted a pony ride from daddy, so he obliged. The only thing funnier than watching Jack amble across the yard on his hands and knees with a delightfully squealing Claire on his back was the reaction of the horses:
Of all the things to spook at, a dad imitating one of them is apparently the freakiest.