Father’s Day.

Parenting is a funny thing.

Sometimes you are on top of the world. It’s smooth sailing, everyone is getting along and acting like decent people.

Mid-blink it has all changed and the kids are trying to outscream each other while throwing poorly aimed punches…and sometimes rocks. (True story)

It takes teamwork to do this.

A combination of my free-spirited (some call it messy) personality, our strong willed wild girls and a few other factors leaves me craving stability.

For the last decade and a half (if you count dating) Lynn has been my reliable source of reason.

The girls worship the ground he walks on. A sharp glance from him accomplishes more than my loudest mom-bellow. (Don’t deny it, you’ve yelled at your kids before too)

Right now the three of them are crammed on a 4-Wheeler and are off checking cows in this 91degree humid heat. You could not pry one of the kids off that 4-wheeler with a stick. It’s the highlight of their week…and I suspect it is the highlight of Lynn’s week too.

He’s a good husband. He is honest and dependable, and the hardest worker I’ve ever met. He’s funny too, when he will quit thinking long enough to have a conversation.

We are happy despite the fact that our strong natures collide at fairly regular intervals. Sometimes he’s wrong, sometimes I am. More often than not, it is me that is wrong but DON’T TELL HIM THAT. Maybe we both are a little lot stubborn. That might be where C1 & C1 get their tenacity.

We are given few gifts that last a long time in this life. Lynn is mine and in turn the girls as well.

Thanks for being an awesome Daddy Lynn. I love you. Happy Father’s Day.

June finally

Between Three Waters

It’s been a minute since I blogged.

The entire month of May is crazy hectic and absolutely exhausting for me and Lynn both.

But we’ve finally got a little room to breathe. Or at least I have, and happy Mama, happy life…or something along those lines.

The girls are growing at lightening speed. They are also flexing their strong wills, testing me and each other.

I know they will need that someday, but I might have threatened to sell Caroline to the circus today as the “girl who never stops talking sideshow”.

Probably not my proudest parenting moment.

It’s probably not too out of character for me because she laughed uproariously slapped her knee and launched into another verbose and loud story. (What kid slaps their knee? I thought that was reserved for the 65+ crowd)

Caroline is old enough to hang with the farmers all day now. Although…

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June finally

It’s been a minute since I blogged.

The entire month of May is crazy hectic and absolutely exhausting for me and Lynn both.

But we’ve finally got a little room to breathe. Or at least I have, and happy Mama, happy life…or something along those lines.

The girls are growing at lightening speed. They are also flexing their strong wills, testing me and each other.

I know they will need that someday, but I might have threatened to sell Caroline to the circus today as the “girl who never stops talking sideshow”.

Probably not my proudest parenting moment.

It’s probably not too out of character for me because she laughed uproariously slapped her knee and launched into another verbose and loud story. (What kid slaps their knee? I thought that was reserved for the 65+ crowd)

Caroline is old enough to hang with the farmers all day now. Although it completely wipes her out.

Claire is not ready for that but still prefers the farm over everything else.

They are wild children, reminiscent of the feral “dog boy child” with their shrieks and climbing and leaping. And then, when I least expect it they switch gears and become polite and proper society girls and demand everyone around them use polite manners.

They are happy and loving and are thriving.

Lynn and his dad baled some 340 some bales of hay today. He sent me this picture when he got done. Quite the office view.

He is the hardest worker I know, and I hope we can teach the girls that strong work ethic.

Anyway that’s where we are now. Glad May is over, and happy it’s June.

Thanks for reading friends.

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