Through the Eyes of a Child

They were only here for a couple of hours, but they filled their time with glee and a large amount of Farm ADHD…ricocheting from one thing to another like pin-balls set loose in a pin-ball machine.  After all we had baby chicks to hold.

Water tanks to fill, complete with hoses to haul and faucets to lift.

Cats and dogs to pet.

Even though they were never far from each other…there was no talking…just calling to one another…

‘Hey R…..did you see this?’

They’d been here before…

“Where are the pigs?”

‘We ate them.’

“What?”

‘We ate them…well, we really like bacon.’

…and she didn’t miss a beat…

“I like bacon…can we have some bacon…or a scrambled egg from the hens.”

‘You can have scrabbled egg or pop-corn or Cheetos’.

“Pop corn”…at least until it was popped…and then…’Can we have Cheetos?”

‘Sure’, I said because the day was for fun.  We took the snack to sit on the porch swing, which they sat on for about a 2 seconds…as they’d seen the croquet sets…so off they went to ‘play’ croquet and I ate the pop-corn.

…but then they saw trees…

‘We like to climb trees’

The trees were too big…so off we went to the pasture where the trees are just right…into the horrible old willows that are a mess…with dead branches all around.  We’d planned to trim them this weekend and clean up the mess already laying down.They thought we should start cleaning up the branches now and I was happy to not dissuade them.  Out came the tractor to do the job right…There was actually more tractor driving then branch clean up, which is no surprise.

Now the horrible old willows must be trimmed rather carefully…because I’ve seen them through the eyes of a child and some of those branches are just perfect for climbing…

and that is a very, very good thing.