|He named it "Small One"|
And we found Kylie! Even though we planned the trip so that we could visit her there and was the whole point in going, by the time we finally worked out which day we'd go we forgot to tell her. As fate would have it, her phone was deadsies all day, but we remembered where her family's camper was last year and were able to find her the old-fashioned way.
|Kylie shows off the photos she took of the demolition derby.|
*While checking out the cows, I was walking around not really looking where I was going. As I turned my head I found that I was walking directly into where a cow was walking and pooping (yes simultaneously) and completely lost it. Josh fully enjoyed my freak out and laughed and laughed (and proceeded to tell everyone else what happened) and a girl nearby, who did not grow up in a suburb, just shook her head at me. I deemed it the worst thing that has ever happened to me, and I didn't even step in it. No, I did not take a picture.