Don't you love the country? I was raised in a small Texas town. I currently live in a different small Texas town, and I plan to grow old with my hubby and watch my grandchildren play in the back yard of the country home that will become our "forever home" in a small Texas town...or anywhere in North Carolina (tee hee).
In the country, your kids can "drive" down the dirt back roads...
...on their Daddy's lap, of course.
I love cows. They are simple. They just look at you and swat the flies on their backs. They give us cheese...God bless the cows. I love me some cheese...
(obligatory snaggletooth 8-year-old shot...bless that awkward age)
(obligatory gapped-tooth 3-year-old shot...bless that age too)
What is more country than a tire swing?Have a great day y'all.
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