You know you live on a farm when.....

This post was inspired by the previous post below upon discovering a rooster feather in our sweet baby girl's crack.

At the time, I just chuckled about it and went about my business visiting with good friends.

But, I quickly realized that some funny, sweet, incredible, and unpredictable events have transpired since we've moved to the farm.

You know you live on a farm when.....

(1) you go to wipe the hiney of your two year old and there is a rooster feather in her crack. Gag! This is the only item on the list that a picture will not be present. Thank the Lord!

(2) you use guinea fowl as your alarm system.....and truly take them seriously when they go off.


(3) you brood baby chicks under your family nativity scene on Christmas and it doesn't bother you one bit. The "not bothering" part is when I finally realized that I'm an official farmer's wife tried and true.


(4) the sight of your man getting out of the tractor makes your heart do funny things. If PW can talk about how fine her man is with his wrangler wearing self, so can I.

I simply adore this man.


(5) your idea of FUN is blasting gophers out of their holes with the Rodenator. The name says it all doesn’t it? And it is indeed fun.


(6) you regret taking photos of your kiddos eating dirt even still after 2 years later…should’ve thrown that lesson in there with “Never eat snow on a farm.”


(7) having a car seat in your ATV just seems normal and somewhat safer than the alternative….because babies are suppose to ride in ATVs in the first place. For the record, we are NOT rednecks. There is a difference between farmers and rednecks.


(8) you wake up and the first thing you experience is your daddy guttin' a hog in a tree. Well, I guess this might disprove #7 just a tad.


(9) you have a real live “Charolette’s Web” happening in your barn minus the word-spelling.


(10) a rooster tries to jack your Honda civic.