Monday, July 18, 2016

Meet the Farmly

Farmly = family. Get it. Kind of sounds like a "dad joke."

Anyway, I thought you might want to get to know us a bit more.

Me: I’ve been working in marketing and communications for more than 10 years. (I’m getting old.) I love taking my girl’s on adventures whether it’s hiking, exploring museums and new towns or hitting up the local festivals. I’m excitedly nervous about the farm. I see a lot of positives that could come from it, but I look forward to the day I don’t jump every time I see a shadow. I just know it’s a snake or bug trying to get me.

Michael: A former corpsman with the military, Michael is a no nonsense kind of guy. Unless he’s feeling feisty then you better watch out. When he gets on a kick, he learns everything there is to know about the subject. This makes him really good and annoying when it comes to trivia questions. He’s good at most everything, including sports - he’s a natural. We’ve been married for almost 10 years and he still surprises me. He loves our girls unconditionally and challenges them to try new things. He loves University of Tennessee football and the Atlanta Braves. 


Madi: This spunky fiver-year-old is smart. I mean really really smart. And has a memory to match. She loves animals and babies. She is going to be the best mama ever. She even takes care of her sister, except the one time she almost made her sis drink spit. It wasn’t a shining moment. Madi loves playing school, and she can’t wait to do farm chores. That makes at least one of us. She has already asked her daddy for a pony.



Abby: Three-year-old Abby is a lover and snuggle bunny. Her love language is touch so she wants to constantly hold hands and hug. She always has a song in her heart and just learned to snap. Oh, and she just learned to make a hot dog with her tongue, and she’s very proud. When we told her we were moving to a farm, through her sobs she said, "I don’t want to live in a barn!” Once she learned we could in fact live in a house, she got on board. 


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