Luckily the weather held out until after the evening bonfire before it began to rain – in the middle of a game of spotlight (using the spotlight Country Boy uses for rabbit shooting – perhaps slightly more power than strictly necessary).
The kids were full of questions about country life. It was great to listen to our girls explain the intricacies of our lives, and what living on a farm is like.
We had organised several activities including a timed sheep round up to see who was more efficient; the kids or the dogs (No prizes for guessing the correct answer there!), and a treasure hunt around the farm finding answers to questions about the farm and collecting items. At first things didn’t look that promising, but once they realised that the goats on the property next door were not the rams, things started to improve.
They ran every where, all day, squealing and giggling, and rarely stopping except for food. We loved watching the kids enjoy the farm and learn about the country life. I took the camera with me, but didn’t manage to get any photos at all (which is rare for me) because I was having so much fun I forgot!
By the time they left we were so tired we could barely move. It was DVDs in front of the fire all afternoon (with breaks to feed the lambs).
It was lovely to see all that energy and enthusiasm from the kids. They wanted to know everything, do everything, right here, right now. I love the passion and enthusiasm that comes with teenagers. Remember when you wanted to stay up till the sun rose, just because you can (and not because the baby hasn’t stopped crying)? When you spent all night sharing confidences with your friends? When you hoped your life would be like a Dawsons Creek type show (or 90210 – take your pick)?
The reality is I am pretty happy with the age I am at now, and I love that as you mature, your perspective broadens, but sometimes I think it would be great to be a teenager again.
Would you go back to being a teenager, or have I got my rose coloured glasses on/