Hey folks.  It’s me, the Little Miss.  I bet you didn’t know that when my Mommy was little, she dreamed of being a farmer who could talk to animals.  Well let me tell you…her dreams are my reality.  That’s right, ladies and gents, I’m the (Little) Real Deal.

Just call me Farmer Belle.

Two weeks ago, at our neighborhood’s Oktoberfest, I took my first pony ride…and used my farmer powers to tame the mighty steed.

I also got to win my Daddy a prize at the ball toss, and try my first taste of cotton candy!

And then last weekend I was able to visit the motherland…a real farm!  Mommy, Daddy and I traveled to Green Acres, a farm about 15 minutes from our house, and I went straight to work!

Like any good Little Agronomist, I made sure to…

Tend to the goats (they ate right out of my hand!);

Check out the corn and hay crops (i.e. get lost in the corn and hay mazes…don’t worry, we didn’t have to call 9-1-1 to find our way out);

Enjoy some of the pretty wildflowers;

And – one of the most important fall farmer activities – pick some pumpkins!  Okay, okay.  So I didn’t actually pick a pumpkin.  But I sure had fun playing around them!

By the end of our back-country-frolic I was T-I-R-E-D!  But that’s alright.  I took a big nap when I got home, and dreamed of all the fun I’ve had as Little Farmer Belle!