Family · Parenting · Perspective


giphy4We woke up to sub-zero temperatures this morning and a two hour “dangerous temperature” delay for school. Three below 0 (Fahrenheit). Wind chills around -20.

We passed Brrrr… Extra Frigid…. and Extra Frosty about 20 degrees ago. I’m sipping hot tea like my life depends on it.

Funny thing- I don’t think my kids really even feel it? As my daughter pulled on her cat-themed sweater tights this morning under a turquoise tulle skirt, she argued that she didn’t need to wear a stocking hat. It might clash with her hot pink sunglasses. Oh to be a 5yr old fashion expert! Truly, we pick our battles with this one.


cat and jack
Photo Cred to Target


Hats, gloves, and coats are required this morning! Beautiful sunshine is doing little to counteract the freezer blast blowing from the north.

Happy warm thoughts to all today! — Jen

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Fall Drive


Today the cattle are being driven the four miles back to the farm from the hills.

We don’t actually ‘drive’ them. They walk. We don’t push or get aggressive. The mamas know the path. Their bellies sway as they plod down the dirt roads. The babies push along in slow groups or stick close to their mamas.

90 minutes of slow and steady. They are back for the winter.



Dear Winter —

Dear Winter –┬áThank you for making me appreciate summer.

Groaning and grumbling, we sweat above the century temperature mark.
Glistening in the sun, splashing in the pool for relief, we beg for that cool breeze of fall.

Sweatshirts, football, leaves and crisp air, children excitedly press faces to the window to see the first snowflakes.
Turkey and family, we eagerly await the winter that is coming.

Winter is here. Sub-zero. Slick and Snowy. Thankful for the moisture.
The birds puff up and huddle against the horizontal snow and biting wind.

When will it warm up? We long for any sign of a thaw. Anything green out there?
Snow melts, mud deepens, buttercups and tulips poke through. The air sweetens with the blush of spring.

The seasons turn again in Kansas.

Dear Winter – Thank you for making me appreciate summer.