To my dear farmer on Valentines Day,
Thank you for understanding I am not like normal women. I enjoy working with my hands in the hot and cold. I like working along side you in the barn not cooped up in the house. Some days the date of a cow sale and McDonald’s is just enough.
I appreciate the fact that you normally humor my hair brained ideas. Entertain my whims and generally put up with my craziness. I’m sure there are days this isn’t easy.
You’ve handled anything the kids and I have brought home with ease. We have a well established menagerie at our house that I’m sure others wouldn’t care for. Horses here, chickens there, a sprinkling of ducks and goats every where.
I don’t feel as though I have to make sure I’m always put together when you’re around. There’s no shame in asking you if my hair smells like cows or if all the “spots” are off before we run out the door some where.
We get to share the fruits of our labor. Healthy new babies! Sad days where old girls leave. Some days where we flat out wonder if we’re even still sane anymore, but there we still are.
You’ve taught our kids that some days are long, full of dirt, hard work and little thanks. You’ve also taught them some days you simply need to relax, take a break and recharge. I’m glad you value fun and fun with them.
Like any other couple we’ve had our high, lows and daily in betweens. 3 kids and a whole lot of cows can make for long days. But I’m glad on those long days we have each other to fall back on while we collapse in exhaustion after bed time!