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fun on the farm

while in texas, we visited my mom's sister jeanette & her family. they have about 20 acres an hour outside of houston in a town called bellville. as kids, we spent many a summer day splashing in the waters of their pond and romping around in the woods. it was such a treat to bring the boys out for the day and to see all the updates they've made to their property - especially to meet all the new farm friends - peacocks, donkeys, and goats! owen was thrilled to walk the paths in what he called "the hundred acre wood". "is winnie the pooh in here? it's kinda spooky!" he can't stop talking about riding that "big orange tractor and throwing rocks in that pond". marcus had a great time getting sleepy in the swing near the pond with nonna - his rocking buddy for the month of december.


owen meets carmen


feeding the goats with uncle dave


marcus and nonna


zeus & charlie


woohoo! with aunt jeanette


sarah, owen and his new favorite animal

Comments

Amy P said…
that really was one of my favorite days...brian being my personal DJ on the ride out...meeting the pork quota for the day...cheesecake...walking through the woods...seeing aunt net, uncle dave, sarah and granny...SO MUCH FUN!!
kel said…
This is inspiration that you don't have to live in Texas to show your children all of the great things we got to experience growing up. Looks fun!
Anonymous said…
Unbeatable childhood experiences/memories. Fantastic! I especially liked that Marcus had a rocking buddy for the month of December! :)

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