Where the Wild Thing is

…and by the wild thing, I mean Little E. Tonight we were at Wild Things Farm in Oklahoma. I really wanted to go meet some critters, but the little guy… well, he was all about the bounce-arounds.

First the sneaky peek, then he ATTACKS:

Little E’s first pony ride! And his first …cow …face!

Most of the pictures turned out like this: you don’t see the boy, you just see the blur.

A good time was had by all. The pictures would’ve turned out better if this hadn’t been the only light source.

By the time we got to Little E’s first hayride, there was no light left.