Naming the Hooligans

Our school had their annual auction a few months ago and we bid on an item donated by a local farming couple, the Whitings, who are both retired MIT Professors and now own and run a farm about a half mile from our house. They donated the naming rights for their three newborn calves. Perfect.  We have three kids... they have three calves that need names. And even better? No one outbid me when I started the bid at 40.00!

It took us awhile, what with all the chaos of dad's many moves, but we finally arranged the visit to the Whiting farm and visited them last Sunday. The Whitings are just great and they greeted the kids and took them on a gator ride around the farm (after doing donuts in the driveway) and not only did they get to name the calves (Tanner's is called Captain, Jake's is called Clutch, and Faith's is named Oreo) but they also go to hold baby chicks, feed the chickens, and fed the horses apples while nuzzling their necks. It was pretty awesome.

We drive by the Three Hooligans (as they are lovingly referred to by the Whitings) almost daily so the kids can wave and say hello and can stop by there to visit anytime they want. It was a pretty awesome way to spend a Sunday morning!