Farmstead visit

I am young but somehow feel old. You know the feeling right? All my children will attend elementary school next year. If I am not mistaken that is a positive sign I have entered into adulthood. However, when you are under 30 and attending the PTO meetings and chat up with the other moms and calculate that they graduated college when you were just meeting your mate (in high school) you feel a bit young.

I love that I am a young mom. I am not super young by "church" standards because I was 22 when I began a family NOT 18. However in a world where careers and education post-pone child bearing I am on the young side. This I know and I embrace. Where is this all going and how in the world does it have to do with a farm I am sure you are wondering. 

I took a trip to the nearby farmstead with my mother and 5 little girls between the ages of 6 and 1. And funny enough all of them could by timing be mine. And besides the magical rainbow of colors they brought to the picture they all followed me around and called me mama. 

The "big" girls (Layla 6 Brook 5 and Isa 4) walked around the entire place and Layla was at the helm as our tour guide for the day. She taught us all more than we ever cared to know about cows and native Americans. (if you have been to Deanna Rose you get why these were big topics!) The "babies" Charlie 20 months and Jheda 11 months enjoyed strolling around in the lap of luxury eating their pounds of puffs! 

Every good farm visit begins with feeding the goats!

Isa really showed the "babies" how brave she was as close as she could manage!

Brooke did well as long as the goats minded their manners, not climbing on her or she will completely flip out! 

 Big excitement for the babies, right?!

After checking out the cows and tee pees we worked up a hunger and needed a snack before playing in the park section.

I was super proud of these two girls because sometimes they get sick of their "friends" (we consider cousins, or our one day hope to officially be cousins, our friends!) and are ready to go home. They played all week long and were so sad to see them go!

 The babies needed a break too because sitting in a stroller being waited on hand and foot can really wear a girl out!

And what is a trip with Seven girls without a pony ride really, is it possible, doesn't every girl want their own pony? 

Last a bit of swinging and then off home!

So after many, many, MANY looks like I am a crazy mother with WAY too many kids in such a short amount of time. We headed home and rested before spending 4 hours at the pool and another 2 hours playing at home. And just note this is simply DAY 1 of the busy week with cousins!