But on weekends, and long summer evenings, they revert back to country kids. Where the most exciting thing happening is when our neighbor "Horn," as the kids have dubbed him, brings his tractor over to work in our field. Or maybe if they're real lucky a family with kids will be coming by to pick up some pigs, leaving them to stare in awkward silence while the men load pigs, becoming fast friends seconds before it is time to load back in the truck.
So kids in the country learn to make their own fun. And mothers in the country buy those washers advertised to handle 16 pairs of jeans at once.
Ryan entertains himself and earns extra extra cash by serving as a rubber boot tester for Tractor Supply. They passed!
But country families don't always stay home. Sometimes we head out on the kind of vacation only a country family could conceive. It involves a road trip, a hotel, a livestock trailer, a barn, and, if you're lucky, some ribbons. Here's Ryan on vacation in Des Moines, with his first place pig he affectionately named "Yorkshire barrow."
Sometimes I worry that my kids will enjoy their suburban days so much they won't want to return to farm life, but then the babysitter reminds me of their favorite pretend activity on rainy days--they play farm.