Our girls are just shy of 19 months apart in age. They love each other. They also get in each others’ faces from time to time. They create chaos. But when I am able to spend down time with them and capture moments like we did getting some fresh GriggsDakota air, the chaotic moments vanish from my mind and all I remember are the cherished times.
Miss A loves cows. She was alarmed looking into the pens and not finding any calves. We’ll have to wait until our next visit and farm walk to see new baby calves. Busy spring calving season hasn’t started for Uncle Jim.
Miss A will wait for baby calves. She fondly remembers bottle feeding a couple bull calves last spring and summer.
After all the fresh air and energy burned off, the girls and I went inside to my grandparent’s house which is just down the road from my parent’s home. It’s the classic farm house my great-great grandpa built in 1919. Six years later, my grandpa was born in the home.
87 years later, my daughters sat in my grandparent’s laps telling of their farm adventures.