When the forecast came in, we were not about to let chilly temperatures change our gameplan. So, we went to Grant's Farm. The tram, which we originally thought would be great, was brisk to say the least. We couldn't wait to get off as the wind blew through the cars and chilled us to the bone. Bundled with jackets, hoods and blankets, we still couldn't keep warm. Especially Chris, who decided he could leave his jacket in the car...
Grandma snuggling Charlotte in to keep warm
This is how we rolled through Grant's Farm. Charlotte almost walked the whole way, but some of the hills were just too steep.
Petting the miniature ponies. They got upclose and personal, and so did Ian, as he helped pick the pony's nose
Charlotte caught one glimpse of the carousel and pleaded to ride (nicely). We couldn't say no. The smile on her face is worth the $2.
Great Grandma Pool, Grandma Valorie, Ian and Charlotte. We had such a great time and were so glad to bring them to Grant's Farm.
Daddy, getting friendly with the camels.