Why Montana?

We have yet another reason one should live in Montana.........the FORCESHIELD. Don't you know, we are protected from everything and anything. I love living under the Big sky.

The Amousment Park that is our Yard

So here it is. Our rediculously huge play area. Let's see....we have log swings, balance beam, tire tower, tire sandbox, tires to climb, seesaw, jungle bars, trampoline, a culvert, second story playhouse, a flip bar........whew, if I hear "I'm bored" this summer I might scream! I'll remind them how long it took mommy to shovel the gravel.



I told Brent he was crazy to dig the trampoline down. I think I might have even said I wouldn't help. I might have done one or to shovels full. Hey, I got him water a few times, that should count for something right? Luckily, he didn't hit a single rock!! Haha, good thing too or this project might have never gotten finished.



Grandpa helped finish off the playhouse. Good job boys!



Did I mention that Brent decided we needed an above ground pool the other day? Seriously, the sod is already removed for an 18 foot round pool 16x21 patio and two walkways. I think I'm busy for the next two weeks......

We're TRUE farmers now!?!

First I should say that we tried to hatch some eggs on our own. That didn't work so well...at all. Sooo disappointing. Almost as if to mock us and teach us a lesson on how nature knows best, the next week one of our hens (sparklefly) decided to sit on her nest. She sat...and sat....for 3 weeks she was so patient. Finally the day arrived and like magic, we had new babies!



We got to see one moving around inside "her"egg (hopefully a hen) . It was really neat.


We ended up with five beautiful chicks! Mom is so wonderful at showing them how to do everything. We'll put more pictures of them growing bigger later.



And we don't want to leave out proud dad "Jack" I am sure he was a huge contributor to the whole ordeal.

The girls and I think we are "true" farmers now. A friend of mine said we couldn't be true farmers until we had pigs.......................I guess for now we'll have to be fake farmers.