and stepped past the laundry
and over the dog
and around the baby carrier, swing, stroller, and cradle
you would eventually make it to our coffee table where the Big Red Barn lives.
Not to be confused with the life-size red barn that is hibernating on our property, this is Ry’s red barn. It was her Big Sister present from my parents. I had to sign a waiver promising I would never ever ever give it away. As if.
We’re an equal opportunity barn… monkeys, moose, and hippos are welcome alongside the many horses, chickens, and cows. We started collecting these animals here and there for Ry as we were out and about town. At around $2, it’s hard to say no. A bigger $4 animal makes a nice treat for a little girl after a long day of errands. We pack up smaller groups of these guys and take them to restaurants and church, in the car and to the park… wherever a little entertainment might be needed. I haven’t counted recently, but there’s well over 30 creatures that call that barn home.
Just a warning, though: the barn is addictive. You’re just as likely to find a 42 year-old playing as you are the 3 year-old proprietor. Come early and stay late. everyone is welcome here.
Happy weekend to you all 🙂 May all your barns be full of hay.
[P.S. A whole slew… that’s right, I said slew… of photos have been added to Flickr for your viewing pleasure.]