If you’ve had to chop and haul your own wood…
…if your job is to keep the cow happy while she’s being milked…
…if you’ve had to wait in the car during cold, rainy days while chores get done…
…if you’ve had to form your own bike gang because there aren’t any other kids who live near you…
…if you are in charge of collecting the eggs every evening…
…if running to get the mail leaves you out of breath…
…if you pass enormous sheep flocks on the way to the grocery store…
…if your idea of fun is climbing up into the hayloft…
…if you’ve been in charge of smashing down the loose hay…
…if a bag of popcorn, your very own tiny cart…
…and perusing the chick selection sounds like your idea of a fun Friday night…
…if stocking up on sweet feed makes you REALLY happy…
…if you’ve received weird things like live bees or mushrooms in the mail…
…then find inoculated-with-edible-fungi-oak logs soaking in your laundry basin…
…if you’ve been late to school because you were watching a red fox bury half its breakfast…
…or because your trip to school is so scenic you didn’t want to rush…
…or your go-to toy is your pretend chainsaw, which you use to help around the farm…
…if you’ve stayed up past your bedtime, mucking stalls…
…or hanging water buckets…
…and your jungle gym is the treetops…
…and every time you go into your backyard, it’s literally an adventure…
…you might be a farm kid.
