the little things

So sometimes it is the little things that mean the most.  We have been spending lots of time at Jeremy's Uncle Robs farm.  We have our older cows over there.  So we spend a lot of time checking for new babies.  Jeremy has been cutting lots of trees down.  So the boys and I go and burn brush piles.  It is just so relaxing.  It is way off the road and no one bothers us.  The boys love to run and play.  They help pick up sticks and love looking for the new babies.  I tell Jeremy I feel bad because we can't afford to take our kids on fancy vacations or to lots of events.  I have realized they are so lucky.  They get run and play and see baby calves everyday and have no boundaries.  They have such wild imaginations it is fun to listen to them.  Plus there is a Hunting shack so they love to climb and play in it.  

I found this quote one day.  I just go back a look at it often