I love this place

Being down on the farm isn't quite the same with two little boys in tow. Our mornings of sleeping in, drinking coffee in our pj's until 11:00, going out to lunch and playing cards all night seem to be a thing of the past. (In fact, last night we were all in bed by 9:15.)

But even though life is changed, it really couldn't be more perfect. Even though this week hasn't been filled with as much sleep or leisure as my typical "farm visits", I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Playing with Grandma and Grandpa in the front yard. Life is good.

This boy is a thinker.
Mark my words, he'll do something important someday.

Jackson trying to figure out how to get from here to there.

Fairly certain that this is how you define "a handful."

Jackson loooovvves his Grandpa.

Are these not the most beautiful blue eyes you have ever seen?

I love rice cereal!
And peaches, and peas, and avocados, and carrots, and...

Happy, happy boy.