Hyun, the cat has no name. She’ll be leaving us. Things have gone from okay at best to bad. What can I say, we tried.

Cynthia – I had relatives in farm country Indiana. We learned some pretty cool stuff when we visited like how to catch the chickens and put them to sleep by tucking their heads under their wings and rocking them. We’d catch as many as we could (they were good at evasion), line them up, then yell really loud to wake them up all at once. Man was that fun!
We were always told to stay away from the hogs – particularly the ones with babies.

I grew up in the country, being girly wasn’t an option really. If I wasn’t at home, I was at my Grandmother’s farm and all the fun places to play were also dirty. I mean really, it’s pretty hard to carry a purse and chase a full grown hog around a pen.

It’s funny you mention the girliness. The almost-7-year-old next door is such a girl, and no one knows why. Her mom’s not at all girly (neither is her dad in case anyone wondered), but basically as soon as she could walk she’d pick up any nearby bag and carry it around on her wrist like a little purse. She loves to play with the neighborhood boys and climb trees, ride bikes, whatever, but always in a dress and usually in pink or leopard print boots. It’s so funny how some of that is just ingrained in us.