Moooo.....

Mike is itching to move.

Don't get me wrong. I'm excited too. I wish we didn't have to wait on appraisers, bankers, or realtors. But I am trying to handle it with patience.

Mike....well, he's not that patient.

After dinner this evening, he proposed a drive into the country to look at the house. So we loaded up the kids in the Big Bus and headed towards the house.

It was still there. (Surprised?) We even got out and walked around the edge of the yard for a few minutes, letting the kids breathe in the clean, fresh air. They wanted to know what the smell was. LOL. (That's clean air, kids!)

On the way home, I decided to take a nap. I drifted off to sleep to the sounds of laughter and the hum of the van's motor.

I woke up to the sound of "Moooooo!" I noticed we weren't moving anymore. I heard "Mooooooo!" again. I cautiously opened my eyes.

At first, I thought I was dreaming. But this was no dream.

We were pulled over beside a field, and my husband and children were mooing at a small herd of cattle. The cows seemed fascinated by this. They were standing around the fence, staring at us.

Geez.

I looked around, hoping not to see an angry farmer headed our way. Whew. All clear.

I can't help but wonder what life is going to be like on our little patch of land. Will we follow through with all the plans we have? Or, like a child who grabs a huge piece of cake after a big dinner, will we discover that our eyes are bigger than our stomachs?

One thing's for sure....the cows won't be bored. They'll have built in entertainment in us.

Mooooo.......
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In the Beginning

In the beginning, there was a family who lived in town. The seven children rushed to and fro....playing softball, baseball, and volleyball. They attended Girl Scouts meetings. They went to afterschool programs. They were busy. Too busy.

The parents grew weary of the constant noise, the police sirens, and the speeding cars. They wanted a different life for their kids. They didn't want their children to grow up in the midst of gangs, drugs, and crime.

So they moved to the country.

This is their story.