One of the great parts about living on a farm is that you can always find something fun to do. These boys had a ball playing paintball war. While they were out splattering one another with paint balls, our neighbor called to warn me that there were 4 men dressed in camouflage spread out with guns all over our field. (This is the same neighbor that shoots first and asks questions later). I quickly informed her that these boys were ours, and please do not shoot them!!!
I can't count the number of hours that our second son has spent at the farm ponds in our area this summer. Boys gather together to cast their lines into the pond and just hang out enjoying the summer time. Many nights have been filled with teenage boys sitting in a tent camping and laughing the time away. When they aren't sitting in the tent, they are frog gigging at the pond.
There was one night not too long ago that the second son and friends camped on the back of our property. They were sitting around in the makeshift tent enjoying the breeze. All of a sudden about 2:00 a.m. they heard something that sounded like a gun cocking and they were scared. The next thing they heard was the whizzing of paint balls being shot at them and the giggling of boys assaulting the peaceful campers all by the light of the moon. The chase was on and the memories were being made. War has now been declared on oldest son and friend who scared second son and friends. I am sure before the summer comes to a close there will be many more farm memories to tell...while gathered around the big farm table. Summertime dinners are the perfect time to tell all the happenings of the day and linger while laughing about the memories of the past.
grace and peace,