And just like that, we blinked and summer was over. We played our hearts out in baseball, had weeks of swimming lessons and vacation bible school, survived the fair, sold our animals, spent countless hours in the hayfield and one day in town buying school supplies.
That is a completely accurate recap of our summer.
It was exhausting, but we seemed to manage very well. The kids were up and out the door early each morning to walk their animals or ship cattle and then spent their afternoons in a myriad of activities - swathing, raking, baling or hauling hay mostly, and then we'd eat a light supper and head to the ball fields or work with animals again. We had three children on two different baseball teams this year and it went pretty smoothly. Everything this summer seemed to go smoothly even though it was incredibly busy. Last summer each breath and each activity seemed to be a torturous struggle but that weight was somehow lifted and things were rather delightful these past few months.
After spending so many years at home with small children I am now meeting more parents through all these activities and truly loving this little tribe we've created. It is refreshing to find another soul that shares similar values and standards, not only in child rearing but their own work ethic and mannerisms. Conversations are easier when you don't want to beat your head on a wall.
The kids are getting older and starting to be really helpful with activities. Some of them can even read, so now I can leave for short periods of time and leave them notes with instructions or lists of chores to accomplish. (Funny, the first few times I left chore lists they always seemed to mysteriously blow away. Hmmmm.)
It's an exciting new phase of life, one where I can walk away from children, take a deep breath and be fairly confident they'll survive for a few moments. We can skip naptime and the entire world does not end. (Close, but not quite.) And we are thisclose to being done with diapers FOREVER. It's a thrilling time around here, let me tell you.
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John found a shell with the live snail inside. He was so proud. This was our exciting Father's Day. The girls rode in the air conditioned tractor with Wesley to bale hay and the boys and I picked up logs from the edges of fields since a recent flood had carried them in. |
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We are a filthy little family. But I'm proud that they spend so much time outdoors on adventures. |
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Kenyon designed a replica of Big Brutus and took it to the fair. |
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Again with the filthy kids! |
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Oftentimes it feels like we eat as many meals in the shop as we do around our kitchen table. |
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Horrible picture? Undoubtedly. But this was my view repeatedly this summer - three kids running out the door long before the sun came up. |
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She loves to drive the dozer, dinosaurs and the color pink. Such a funny little one. |
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Everything can be made into an obstacle course, especially pallets of mineral. |
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She's kinda like her momma and has a soft spot for sweet little old men. |
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Reese is an excellent cattle counter, just like her dad. |
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She does a nice job of keeping herself entertained in the tractor while we move hay together. Also, I highly recommend the $11 writing tablet she's holding. She can draw for hours with her finger and be perfectly content. |
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*I should have mentioned that she enjoys almost all reptiles (like turtles) and not just dinosaurs. My apologies. |
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