We went to the farm last weekend, and while Sarah helped, Eric wandered. I've noticed this about him when we go - he doesn't like to do what I like to do. I wouldn't say he doesn't enjoy being there, because I think he does, but not necessarily for the same reasons I do. This time, he really liked the big spider and kept poking at it - the web would bounce all over the place, and he thought that was great. He also wanted to bring the tobacco hornworm home to put in our butterfly house. When he learned that it would instead become chicken food, he chose not to help with that task. He had exactly two food-focused moments, when he found the giant sweet potato and the bright purple eggplant.