Goats & Golf

My little brother (Well, he isn't really little, he's 21. But I still remember when he was walking around in diapers, so I think I will always call him that!) has been in town visiting us for the past week, so that is why the blog has been put on the back burner. Now that he is gone, I am getting back on track. We had a great time during Ryan's stay, and Carson particularly enjoyed his visit. Carson followed Ryan (or as Carson said, "Ryee") everywhere, and would ask for him when he wasn't around. Even today, he asked for "Ryee." It was too cute.

Here are a few pictures from our day at Tombstone where we fed goats, pet a baby calf, ate ice cream and played minitiare golf.

Feeding Goats