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Little Boots January 3, 2009

Posted by Laura in Faith, Family, Farm.
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If I had to pick one thing to be an icon of raising children on a farm, it would be a pair of knee-high rubber boots.  You just need them to walk around in the mud and manure, to do chores, to wade into puddles, and any number of other important kid activities.  And each child gets a pair as soon as he or she can walk.

I came upon these prints yesterday and they just made me smile.

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I found these two sets of footprints just a few feet apart, testament to the investment a daddy made in his little daughter by including her in his activities.

This life God has provided us is one we cherish and appreciate.   But in the middle of everyday life it can be so hard to take the time to let the little ones join in when it’s so much faster to do things alone.  We strive to keep the big picture in mind, though.  In the end it will have been more important to spend the time together and suppress our perfectionism than to have square corners and spotless floors.  The bent nails have their own value.

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1. Beck - January 6, 2009

Your comment about bent nails having their own value made me think of my grandmother. She could have been a roll model for Laura Ingalls. Her older brother was a carpenter and she loved to help him as soon as she could hammer.

One of my fondest memories of being at her house is as soon as each of her grandchildren were old enough to hammer, she always had several hammers, small pieces on 2 x 4’s and a small bucket of nails. We would sit on the front porch and hammer until our hearts were content. It was such an unusual way for grandchildren to be heard and not seen. Often there were several of us hammering at the same time and there never seemed to be any arguing. She was a special type of grandmother. I want to be just like her when I grow up!

Beck


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