August 10, 2014
since having my little guy, i have spent a number of weekends driving the hour drive to my parent's house. i love going back and more often now since grandma gets her fill of grandson time while i'm there. and i get to relax and sit back a bit. breathing in that fresh country air is the best. having some of my siblings come back too makes it fun. we brought out the old sports balls and played a couple rounds of "PIG" shooting hoops with my father, while my mom pushed little man around in his stroller like a big boy until he fell asleep. it's memories like this that i don't ever want to fade away.
soon my father is selling his milking cows. he's had his own farm and milked since he was 19 years old. and it's taken quite a toll on my parents physically. it's bittersweet to see this change, but it's time my parents had some extra time on their hands instead of being tied down all the time with milking morning and night.
i love going "home" and i hope little man continues to like these visits as well as he grows older.