Nate and I are planning a 2018 trip to Africa, which I believe is how I first got sucked into the story of an orphaned baby elephant in Botswana. “Research!” I explained as I pulled up the Naledi documentary on Netflix. “We should know about the wildlife where we’re going.”
We’re still working on our outdoor laundry room, and I can’t WAIT to unveil the final project and share how we made it happen from start-to-finish. In the meantime, we’ve received a few questions about top-loaders versus front-loaders. So let’s get technical, shall we?
New friends are often fascinated when they find out that we own a small farm. I always feel the need to jump in and clarify, explaining that it really is very small with just a few goats and sheep and chickens. People are still full of questions. “You travel so much, though! And you have four kids! How do you find time to manage it?”
We’re rolling right along with renovations on our little farm house! For our latest update we decided to make a clean, catch-all space in our entryway so we’d have a place to put jackets, purses and little notes to ourselves about things we need to take care of before the next time we run out the door.
When Nate and I first started the business, the name and branding fell into place easily. Someday I’ll Learn began as a personal way for us to keep distant friends and family updated, and every detail of the site grew easily out of our own preferences. There was no pressure to impress anyone or worry about consistency and setting myself apart.
The blog world’s gotten a bit more cutthroat since then.
Nate and I have been trying to find ways to help the kids explore their heritage more. I feel like one of the best ways to instill a love of history and humanities in children is to start with their direct ancestry. Make it personally relevant, and then branch out from there. We’ve actually been booking quite a bit of travel lately to show the kids various places that are relevant in explaining exactly how their family came to be.
We recently brought a new pet into our lives! Please welcome Moby, the Bengal cat. We put a pause on getting any more house pets after Bjorne almost died of parvo. I was SO freaked out by that experience, I couldn’t imagine bringing another animal into this environment until I was positive that we could provide a clean, healthy space.
Having a little farm, it turns out, is a LOT of work. Nate and the boys are constantly shuffling around wood and dirt and hay – and I’m in a never-ending battle to keep all of that stuff from getting tracked all over my floors, couches and even counters.
Our house at the farm is a ranch-style setup. It’s one single level, all spread out with everything pretty much visible from the porch. You basically walk into our house and it’s like, “Oh hey, here’s everything we own!”
