When we finally made the decision to sell our suburban home, and move out to the country, I was a little anxious how you kids would do. There would be few amenities, more acres between little friends, a lot of yard to take care of, more miles on our cars to and from work and activities. I was scared and nervous for our next family adventure. When we got out of the city, I was amazed at how aware of my surroundings I had become. The colors, the people, the weather, the smells. I was even more amazed at how aware you two boys were. You are the typical definition of boys…you love danger, reptiles, fast moving objects, and water, almost as much as you love each other. I remember the first frog we caught, the 4 foot long snake we found, that I was sure would eat our family pets. I remember the first tractor mowing you boys did with your daddy, and the giggles. Summer came along a few months after we moved in, and the corn fields blossomed their bright green symmetrical columns for all the neighborhood to admire. One night you boys were bored, I was trying to think of something fun to do and fast, before we all had a meltdown. “Lets play hide and seek in the cornfield” I quickly said. We all ran across the street and got lost in these beautiful, ever changing rows of corn.
I thought you boys would outgrow it year after year, but somehow when we're in the quiet midst of our nighttime slow down, one of you will always ask if we can go play “hide and seek in the field”. Its always at these sweet times that I am convinced I made the BEST decision moving to the country because things are a bit slower out here, and I’ll settle for a slow down.