The Colorado History Museum has gotten a major face lift and like many places, is much more interactive and kid friendly.

At one place you can milk a cow.

Yeah, that’s how it’s done in Colorado. Our cows have udders with screws, teats of rubber, and milk that is made of light.

Of course, not a real cow, that would be messy. And milk that is “light” is a lot easier to clean up than milk that is … milk. Less crying this way.

Not surprising, I was a bit judgmental. What is the world coming to? My nieces are so removed from nature that the only cow they have milked isn’t real. This just is NOT RIGHT.

And then I asked myself how many cows I’ve milked. Ever. Real or a bit screwy.

My answer was binary and it wasn’t ‘1.’

This got me thinking on how it is so much easier to stand back and judge all of the less than real or fulfilling or shallow parts of life, thinking we are above them. Sure, it might be more fun to milk a real cow, but why not milk the fake one in front of you?

And so I did.

I have now milked a cow, albeit it one milked by hundreds of little Colorado hands, but you know what, it was kind of fun. Now, when a real cow comes along, I’m ready!

Milked any fake cows lately? Do share, we’d love to hear. {and ‘fake cows’ is metaphorical — unless you really HAVE milked a fake cow and that would just be awesome.}

 

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  1. Shelly Miller September 19, 2012 at 9:01 am - Reply

    Your words: This got me thinking on how it is so much easier to stand back and judge all of the less than real or fulfilling or shallow parts of life, thinking we are above them. OUCH! Conviction doesn’t feel good. Your thoughts made me smile.

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      Amy September 19, 2012 at 3:57 pm - Reply

      Thanks Shelly!

  2. Loren Pinilis September 20, 2012 at 2:28 am - Reply

    I can say that I’ve never milked a cow – real of fake :)
    But judging others – yeah, I’ve done too much of that…

  3. Rich September 21, 2012 at 4:44 am - Reply

    I have milked many real cows, but never a fake cow. BTW, try to milk them when it is -40° and your own hands are freezing… but that is another post.

    Sadly, I too have stood back and judged other areas of peoples’ lives. Not surprisingly I was 100% accurate, until I talked to them, then discovered how foolish my judgments were—not sure if there is a negative percent for bad judgments.

    Thanks, Amy

    from an old codger with sore hands from milking (in my memories!)

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      Amy September 21, 2012 at 5:37 pm - Reply

      Oh Rich, this just makes me smile.

  4. Elizabeth September 22, 2012 at 11:11 am - Reply

    What? No comments on the mention of ‘binary’?

    Thank goodness for context, for the sake of those who didn’t grow up with you and know how your brian works. :-)

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      Amy September 23, 2012 at 7:17 am - Reply

      And yours! We didn’t grow up at the feet of Tom Young for nothing!

      • Rich September 24, 2012 at 1:00 pm - Reply

        As a mathematician in college (back when there were only seven numbers), I accepted “binary” as a normal way of speaking. Nothing unusual here.

  5. LeAnne October 20, 2012 at 3:21 pm - Reply

    Your love of numbers made me proud of 33 all year last year. You know, when I whispered my age into your ear just before you announced, “That was Jesus’ age!” I decided you were right and it was to be a good year. And it was! Binary seemed completely normal!

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