My kids wish they could live on a farm. I can hardly blame them. Tractor rides, pumpkin launching, corn mazes, and petting animals make it seem so appealing. Some day I'm going to take them to a real farm where the only thing there is to do is work. After spending a day hauling manure around and whatever else farmers do, I'm sure they wouldn't whine so much when I ask them to clean their rooms.
All this was much more fun because the Jones Family was with us. We should've bought a home a closer to Boston to make getting together a little easier.
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