It’s been a very busy summer on our farm. With 4-H projects, cousins coming to stay, cattle shows, sheep shows, young Farmer conferences, Hay to cut, fences to check, fish to catch this summer has flown by. And in the few quite moments I have thought about how blessed I am for my children to be growing up this way. My kids can still go and play outside for hours on end and I don’t worry. We know our neighbors. And I can still fall asleep with doors unlocked.
But sometimes your greatest blessings come when you realize that your children have been listening and are following in your footsteps.
Above is a picture from our local fair. It is our oldest daughter with two of her friends from dance class. They had been winners in the beauty pageant and were at the fair grounds in their tiaras. So, what does my daughter do, but take them into the cattle barn and have them pet her show cow. When my husband ask her what she was doing she promptly tells him she is “advocating for agriculture!” To my knowledge she has never been directly told those words before just heard us talk about what we do in passing and about our concerns for agriculture.
So, she saw an opportunity to take people not exposed to agriculture in an everyday sense and let them have a positive experience. Not bad for an eleven year old. I have high hopes for all my kids after all and this just helps a little more to keep them going.