Cows

Quin is once again very obsessed with cows, however this time he can actually tell me interesting information pertaining to cows. Recently, at dinner, we had the following conversation:

Me: Where does milk come from?
Quin: Cows!!!!
Me: Very good!
Me: What do cows eat?
Quin: Grass!!!!
Me: Yes!
Me: What do cows drink?
Quin: (hesitating slightly) Water?
Me: Yep, Cows drink water.
Me: Where do the cows drink water?
Quin: River!!!!!
Me: Good!


At least he has his cow facts down! I have to admit that I was pretty surprised by how much he knows about cows. Last night we actually expanded on this conversation by asking him what lives in the river. He correctly responded that fish live in the river. Wow!

Since we have been going to the dairy a few times a week to buy fresh milk, he seems to have a renewed interest in the cows. On each visit, he gets to feed (or at least attempt to feed) the many cows that reside there. His favorites seem to be the little ones, although he is happy with anything that moos.

Perhaps his obsession is also fueled by the fact that for the past few months we have had free range cattle on our canyon road, often stopping on the drive in or out of the canyon to let a mother and baby pass.

Regardless, I have to say that I love cows too.