Moo. Moo.

New Years. Valentine’s Day. Easter. Mother’s Day. Father’s Day. Cow Appreciation Day….Yup, we aren’t ashamed to celebrate it yearly.

On my way down to MD to visit my parents on Wednesday, I had a moment of “oh no!” when I got an email reminding me of Cow Appreciation Day which was today. How could I not have marked this on my calendar? There we were with suitcases in tow and no black and white, no yarn tails, no cat or zebra headbands to pretend are bovine. Ashlyn even has a cow patterned dress she could have worn this year.

But, that didn’t stop us.

Lydia was not so sure, but she caught on quickly. This next picture was taken literally a nanosecond after the one above.

The shift manager was a bit of a Cow-Appreciation-Day grinch and would only give my children the 4-piece meals and us the sandwiches free since our costumes were not head to toe realistic. I’m thinking the high school girl there in a plush cow costume complete with horns and bell set the bar a bit too high.

So sorry for these folks who didn’t get the email message and had to pay for their lunches.

After 3 days of a mini-vacation at my parents complete with Mr. Popper’s Penguins, Cheeseburgers in Paradise, playground and sprinkler play, setting up Mom’s new ipad2, and watching shows on my parents’ humungous tv, we headed home this evening after a quick dinner.

About 90 minutes into the trip, the kids were starving. So….

Wait….

Got it.

Yup. I’m a brave bovine indeed.

A n d,   I ‘ m   a b o u t   5  p o u n d s   h e a v i e r.