My sister-in-law's dad owns an amazing "farm" near Versailles, Indiana. It's 100+ acres of woods, fields, ponds, and a limestone-bottom creek. The Clidences meet there on occasion to spend the weekend and roam around the property.

This year, the girls were old enough to partake in our many "farm" activities. It was a muddy mess since it's warming up, but they had a blast--and I had fun watching them. Having grown up on a fruit farm, way out in the boonies, it was nice to see my girls enjoying everything the country had to offer. I can't WAIT to go there this summer when we can walk along the creek, play in the pond and hike through the woods.

The beautiful house. 3 bedrooms on the main floor and an entire second level made from cedar and 3-4 more sleeping areas.

"When children pretend, they’re using their imaginations to move beyond the bounds of reality. A stick can be a magic wand. A sock can be a puppet. A small child can be a superhero."  ~Mr. Rogers

I don't often give the girls a lot of crayons to use, since they both like to chew on them. However, we decided to make both Papaw's a birthday gift using our coloring skills.

Every evening the girls get their baths, hair combed, teeth brushed and into their PJs. They also get an episode of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse. They love to cuddle up together on the couch with their "bankits" and relax.

The 4-foot long icicle's (or, shards of death) hanging from our porch! I'm SO over winter!

After a week-long cleaning and sanitizing of our house, it was the cleanest it's been since we'd bought it almost 8 years ago. That is, until Lauren decided (literally 10 minutes after the cleaning gal left) to "cowo"--translation: color--the walls of the dining room with her blue crayon. :::sigh::: Thank God for washable Crayola's.