The first year with our chickens we had 10 which, to me, at the time was a lot of dang chickens! We had a couple roosters in the mix. If you are unfamiliar, as I was, roosters can be quite nasty! Let me put it this way, we nicknamed one of them a*$hole. Well one... Continue Reading →

It has been a year since we started seriously growing our little farm and two years since we moved to our country oasis. We have grown beyond my expectations thanks to my oh so very driven husband. He is the true driver of our "Frenchie's Farmstead"dreams. Did you catch that?! We have a NAME! Two years... Continue Reading →

Let's go back to the night that changed how I view the city and living within arms-reach of my neighbors.  I was 25, Hunter, my oldest, was about 19 months old. We were living near Washburn University, a block from a grade school, with a small park across the street. Our little three-bedroom starter home... Continue Reading →

I'll always remember how old our first farm dog, a yellow lab named Lucy, is because the summer we got her, we were also potty training my youngest, Zander. Before I begin my story, I have to disclose something about my parenting/potty training methods. Now, don't judge me, I have only ever potty trained boys,... Continue Reading →

I'm back! I apologize for my absence from posting lately, my kiddos started school and we were making some big changes at work all at once. And if you're a parent of a school aged child you know all too well that the first day of school is like the starter pistol at an uphill... Continue Reading →

When we purchased our house, the bank (who owned it at the time) and county both listed it as a manufactured home. So from looking at the roof and the base from the outside and inside, it appeared to be a modular home. You know like the ones you can pick out of a catalog... Continue Reading →