Elizabeth loved the livestock barn and the vegetable/herb garden.
She was watching the animals from my chest, being quiet and concentrating. She abruptly and insistently demanded to get down pointing at the Suffolks and wildly baa-ing. She had suddenly recognized them as sheep (she is accustomed to smaller darker fuzzier sheep) and wanted to greet them. She ran from pen to pen, with me in pursuit wildly gleefully loudly baa-ing and laughing.