We wake up early.
Go meet the bus at the farm.
Forgot the muffins.
Kids are delighted
Plenty of giggles and hugs
For their little friends.
Learn to plant berries.
Three year olds do not listen.
They just want to run.
Keep kids from the road.
Kids have forgotten farmer.
I am herding kids.
On to the next stop.
Wait! There’s a two-headed cow.
Kids will have nightmares.
Now it’s tractor time.
What are all these stinky smells?
E-I-E-I-O!
Kids learn to milk cows
But they quickly lose interest.
Why? There’s a kitten.
Children chase the cat.
They start crying when it runs.
They want to hold it.
There’s a big surprise.
One of the cows just gave birth
Fresh slimy baby
Daughter pets the calf.
The one still slimy from birth.
I am so grossed out.
I am a bad mom.
I force her to wash her hands.
She’s a thumb sucker.
The sh@# hits the fan.
She loses control and wails.
And she does not stop.
She is still screaming.
How dare I make her wash hands?
She’s getting louder.
I will win this one.
Pour on the sanitizer.
Ha ha ha. I win.
She does not give up.
Hands may be clean, but she’s mad.
I’ve released the beast.
She’s getting louder.
She’s screaming for her teacher.
Teacher’s eyes get big.
Now I pick her up.
But in her rage, she slides down
Lower and lower.
Now I hold her hand.
But in her rage, she drops down.
Slowly dragging her.
I’m totally done.
Tell teacher we are leaving.
Tractor’s not ready.
So I have to walk
And carry my wailing child
To the parking lot.
It’s such a long walk
That a farmhand volunteers
To give us a ride.
I tell him “No Thanks.”
No one else deserves this wrath.
I walk, hold, and pull.
Tears all the way home.
Both of us are now crying.
Finally get home.
Put her straight to bed.
Stare into oblivion.
Day is not over.
She wakes up contrite.
But I am still exhausted.
Field trips? Count me out.
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