It didn't take our oldest long to kick her shoes off and get a little dirty.
And we brought our dog, Duncan, along. He was in doggie heaven. Open spaces to run and snacks that the girls dropped to eat.
Who needs toys? Shovel, dirt and sisters - a vision of things to come!
I ventured off on my own little adventure through the land and took this picture to show y'all what we're dealing with. Thick woods.
It's funny the conversations these two have. They make my heart happy.
Little sister found snacks. I mean really, after yesterday's mud face and now this, it makes me wonder who's watching this kid.
Relaxin with a dog.
There's just something extra tasty about bonfire food.
And this girl again. Dancing and singing, "we're cooking hot dogs on our land."
Yep, I dig our land already. Now, just to move there!!
So fun! There is nothing better than bonfire food
ReplyDeleteYou're living out the dream my husband and I have for us one day. I am so excited to read all about it! How fun! :)
ReplyDeletethis is just amazing. do you have a time frame at all as to when you'll move there?
ReplyDeleteI can't wait to have a fire. It is still a little cold out here. Your land looks perfect!
ReplyDeleteYour land looks amazing and I'm sure it's so fun to sit and dream of what you will build. Weenie roast for the win!! :)
ReplyDeleteI WANT TO COOK HOT DOGS ON MY LAND!!!
ReplyDeleteseriously. dreams coming true right here.
land. hot dogs. smores. family.
best day ever.
certainly.
your family is cute.
the end.
Land is so special -- like the dirt calls out to our soul or something. Weird the hold it has on us, isn't it? Even when I am digging holes for trees full of rocks and thick, hunky slabs of compacted clay -- it still feels special...like it was just waiting for us to grab it and form it. ...and then you look up and feel like one of those weird old guys that always spent the last minutes of the day "surveying" their land. YOu know, the ones you thought were just proud of their land in a manly sort of way, but there is something different in it once you own it. not just a pride of place but something in your soul that says this dirt is home. I hear you girl. roast those weenies and love that land.
ReplyDelete