I try to do the barn chores in the afternoons when the kids are all napping. It's cold, hauling in buckets of water for the two horses that can't get to the heated trough. And sometimes I grumble about having to climb up to the hayloft and throw down more bales, but once I'm up there it's such a neat place, peaceful and full of childish adventure waiting to happen. Jan 13, 2009.
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