Feed Store, kids, Things I Enjoy

Corn Dig for the Kids

“Have you ever thought about buying a feed store?”

Not really, until that one day I did, and then I couldn’t get it out of my head. Every where I went, every one I talked to, even when I slept, the ideas, the dreams, the thoughts about the potential were endless.

How could I say anything other than yes to this opportunity? Truth is, I couldn’t.

We’ve been running the feed store for 5 days so far. 5 days that have each been better than I expected (which is saying a lot, because I expected nothing short of awesomeness). 5 days of feeling like I jumped into the deep end without knowing how to swim. 5 days of talking above my pay grade. 5 days of meeting some of the most amazing people, answering some of my favorite questions, and learning new things.

5 days of ideas, inventory, late nights, early mornings, new skills, paperwork, and more. I know 5 days is only just the beginning, but what a precious beginning it has been. It has been the best 5 days, and I can’t wait for 5 more.

Adley on Feed
When you aren’t supposed to be on the feed bags…but mom catches you…

Watching my kids interact with people, carry feed sacks, help pick out seed potatoes, and play peek-a-boo with folks, it all makes my heart swell. We’ve received a warm welcome. I was nervous, I’ll be honest. I was nervous because people don’t always like change, and I wanted them to accept us. I wanted them to still love their familiar feed store, and accept the new faces at the counter.

While we all reminisce about Jack, Staci, Hayden, Jackson, Holly, and Tag, and they are deeply missed, the welcome of our familiar has been nothing short of warm and inviting. We will continue to serve the folks in Eastern Oklahoma County with pride.

Today, we set up a corn dig for the kids. This way they can dig for a prize while you do your shopping. We want your kids to feel welcome in the feed store every time you come to see us.

We are also putting together our Grand Opening Shindig for March 31st. I’m really excited about this event and the vendors that have signed up. I am still taking vendor sign ups and I am lookin

Corn Dig
Let the kids dig for a prize while you shop!

g for places to put flyers. Feel free to shoot me an email at bairnandbarn@gmail.com if you want to set up a booth or if you have bulletin board where I can post a flyer.

As I get ready to hit the hay for the night, I can’t help but thank God for bringing us here. He weaves things together in the most beautiful and intricate ways. I am in awe.

I hope we see you tomorrow at Nicoma Park Feed!



Make it a Great Day

In the last couple of months, we have really ventured down new trails. Our adventure now includes public school for 2 of the boys. They are in 5th & 6th grade this year. I was sad at their choice to go to public school when they first said that’s what they wanted, but with each passing day I am finding joy in our new adventure.

They are learning things in a different way and are really growing as young men. I honestly feel much better a month in to our new normal than I did before it started.

I have always wanted to empower my kids to make choices – preferably the right ones, but choices nonetheless. There is power in choosing. There is power in having a voice. It starts when they are little – which cereal do you want? Which pair of socks do you want to wear? Which coat do you want to put on?

It grows as they get bigger, asking them which chore they would prefer, whether they want to make dinner or let me, whether they want to go to an activity on Thursday or Friday because I can’t make both happen.

My morning well wish as they head out the door for the bus is very intentional, too.

“Make it a great day!”

Not have a great day – because we are not the sum of all of things that happen to us, and quite frankly, so many things can slow our roll and trip us up that it’s hard to just happen to have a great day. I don’t want them to be a victim of whatever someone said, whatever didn’t go a certain way, or a change of plans. I want them to embrace their journey and make it great, their own way.

It’s a perspective thing, and I believe it’s life changing.

Often, when they get home, I ask how they made it a great day. Who did they encourage, what things did they think, do, or say to make the day great for them. Their answers were short, sometimes just a shrug the first week. As the days have continued, however, they are answering in more detail. They are taking a more active role in making their day great.

Some of their statements are even about something bad that happened, followed with a big BUT – I didn’t let it ruin my day because I read my favorite chapter in a book during break. Or I talked to someone much nicer. Or I chose to be nice even after someone was mean.

I encourage them to remember who they are and Whose they are. I pray endlessly for them to be rooted in Christ as a shining light among their peers, and I pray that they wouldn’t get lost in the things the world tries to tell them.

Tell me something positive that you say to your kids and how they respond, I’d really love to know.


Learning As We Go

If you know me, you know that I am kind of all or nothing. Kind of obsessed, or I disregard almost entirely. If something is important to me, it’s more than 100%. If something is outside of my notice/attention/focus, then it is completely outside – less than 0%. Or at least, that’s how I feel about me. I don’t feel like there are many areas that I accept partial effort from myself. (Occasionally I over commit myself and the result is less than 100% effort to things accidentally. That’s another post for another time.)

Farming has been no different. We’ve been here for a month. In the month leading up to moving here, I arranged to purchase a pig. I told myself that I would wait a month for any other animals, and that I would add them 1 at a time, or maybe in pairs, with the exception of chicks.

I told myself I would space out my purchases. I would buy critters in time with having the freedom in our budget to build appropriate critter shelters.

I would go slow. It takes time to build a farm. It’s a thing for turtles, not hares.

Slow. Steady. Consistent. One thing at a time.

And then I bought 9 goats in 1 week, 7 of them came with 2 dogs. I got a border collie the week before them. This past week we bought 12 chicks (who are happily chirping in their brooder in my kitchen.)

Slow. Steady. Not this Ma.

I want my farm to be up and going all the way, so I have a pig, 9 goats, 16 chickens, 1 horse, 5 dogs, and 8 ducks. And now I’m trying to build shelters for all of them. And I am spending countless hours reading about all of them.

You know, until this week, I thought I really knew quite a lot about farming. My rapidly growing farm is humbling me – I don’t know all of the things I thought I knew. I only know some of the things and I have lots of learning to do.

I’ll be honest, guilt is a plague I am familiar with – and the things I don’t know were causing me to allow guilt to prod at me. I was upset that I didn’t know everything, that I wasn’t an expert before I started bringing my farm animals home.

Then a friend said it’s best to learn as you go. And her words were a salve to the sore that come from the prodding. I allowed the words to soak in and I realized, experts don’t become experts only by reading the books. Experts become experts by practice – and even knowing all of the things doesn’t put a drop in the bucket compared with doing some of the things. So I am doing and reading and learning, and my bucket is overflowing.

You know, it’s a lot like parenting, really. I didn’t know everything when my first born made me a mom. (Now, I thought otherwise, at the time, but the years have taught me the truth.) I could have never known everything before having kids. In fact, 7 kids, 11 years later, I don’t even know close to everything. In fact, I hardly know a thing. I’m a student of parenting – always learning, every day.

Remember to learn as you go – it’s not necessary to know it all. It’s an elusive thought, thinking you can know everything about a field. It’s like waiting for everything to be perfect before doing something, that something is just never going to happen. It’s just better to jump in with both feet and get started.

Happy Trails!
Ma W.