Shoot Me Already

I’m having internet problems. If I can keep my connection long enough to put this post up, it will be a miracle. Frontier is coming tomorrow, and supposing they finally fix whatever is my ongoing problem here, I’ll be back in business! Meanwhile, here’s an update from around the farm.

Morgan’s looking pleased with herself, isn’t she? She taught Jennie to do her chores.

I said, “Morgan! Jennie is not our new farm hand! YOU are the farm hand!”

Morgan: “Jennie likes to do chores.”

Reminded me of the time when Weston was around six months old and Ross was two and a half. He opened the back door and let Weston crawl out. When I got back to the living room, Weston was halfway to the water. We lived on a lake in Texas then. Ross explained it this way: “Weston doesn’t want to live here anymore.” Kids, they always “know” what the other kid wants, especially if it suits their purposes.

I smacked that milk glass right out of Morgan’s hand and sent her after Jennie.

Okay, I didn’t smack the glass out of her hand, but I did make her feel guilty.

Jennie IS a cheerful helper, but she’s not doing chores alone.

So now they’re sharing and doing chores together.

Just two happy farm girls!

That’s pretty cute, isn’t?

Farm life is so good for kids!