Dear Tricia, Jimmy, & Jake,
I believe the term “Dog Days of Summer” usually refers to hot, humid weather but it also goes hand in hand with short tempers and general grouchiness on the ranch. By the time July hits, we’ve been haying, A.I.ing, and working 24/7 for too long. Late bedtimes and early rising have caught up to us. All of us.
Parenting isn’t all sunshine and roses, but adding the fact that we do it while working versus you going to childcare while we go to work (like 99% of the rest of our nation’s children) throws in some added challenges. The fact that dad and I can do what we love along side the people that we love means the world to both of us.
I’ve heard the “I wish we lived in town” comments a few times the past few months. I remember thinking that while growing up on a farm myself. Just take my word for it, this is way better.
Please don’t let the sometimes negative summer attitude fog over the fact that I love you three more than I can ever express. The time that we spend with you showing you how to care for the land, our animals and, most importantly, each other is absolutely priceless to us.
Mom (& Dad)
This is part of a monthly blog circle Letters to My Children. I have adored reading others’ letters and think it is a great way to document our life. I hope the kids will appreciate reading this, now and in years to come. Life is busy. I want to use this exercise to keep me present in the moment and remind myself what wonderful children I’ve been blessed with.
Please continue through the circle by reading Sharon Spall’s letter HERE.