In one week (not this week, I don’t keep up well enough), one little boy went for his first solo ride on a 4-wheeler.
He also starting crawling.
A couple other little boys enjoyed our version of a swimming pool, aka an old stock trough.
Another little boy wasn’t so much into the swimming, but he thought the outfit was alright!
We started haying. Here they are getting a tractor ready to hook up to the baler. *Note the darn sheep that followed everyone to the shop?
Going to cut hay.
It’s a very full swather when the whole crew is helping.
Primarily written by Adrienne, a homeschooling mother of seven, ages 10 and under. She chronicles life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as she raises a larger-than-most sized family and tries to figure out what she's doing day by day.
With occasional posts, Alexandra, Adrienne's older sister, writes of her ranch life in Nevada and raising four sons, ages 5 and under. Life is never dull and her boys have given her some pretty awesome stories to tell.
Stick around awhile, and you're sure to laugh, nod, smile, be encouraged, and see what life is like with a big (little) family.
3 comments:
Someday those boys will realize how fortunate they are to be raised on a ranch. What a beautiful view you have.
Thanks, but I wouldn't count on them thinking that they are fortunate, at least not until they are 30... About the time it is 100+ degrees and they have go help get cows back in or when it is 0 out and blowing snow sideways and the cows need fed, They are not so impressed with this life! :-) It does certainly have benefits though too.
Ah, yes, life on the range - and in the mountains. You are blessed - even if it is a bit on the arid side.
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