E-I-E-I-O

I am so glad that "the farm" is still in our family.  My great grand parents lived here when I was Reagan's age.  My Mime and I used to come to the farm and stay for a couple of weeks at a time.  However, things are not exactly the same as they use to be...time tends to do that!  There are some trees missing, the cows that are currently on the property won't eat out of your hands, the tanks have no fish, the bunk house is falling down, and Sugar, the dog, has been long gone.  But, despite all of the changes, this is my childhood!  I LOVE this place and I pray that  my children make their own memories here!

Here's a little fun at the farm...

Reagan and Opa playing horsey...

I could never do this because...there was a fireplace to bust my head on!

Reagan running in the house...

I could never do this because...you don't run in the house and there's a fireplace to bust my head on!

Reagan playing with the "pretties" on the shelf...

I could never do this because...they are to look at not to touch!

My how things change!