He fought the log and the..

…boy won. Sorry, I had to do it.

Our lives are consumed with firewood right now. We FINALLY got our long overdue, promised load of logs a week ago, then another half load of logs from my father. Daddy cuts rounds, the two oldest boys man log splitters or axes, depending on the size of the logs, and us women folk stack. It is also a full time job for one person(Jess) to keep the food and water coming...and bandaids for me. 

I LOVE FIREWOOD TIME. I’m sorry, did I yell that? O.k., I meant it. It is SO much fun, all of us out there, working together, is there a sweeter time? Nope. 

Even little Elijah ran the log splitter, barefoot and dirty. He was aDORable.

Danny learned patience and temperance while working with his brother who couldn’t hear commands with his big boy ear muffs and the engine.

Jacob, in his own world, a machine himself. He was fantastic and such a help this year on the tractor. It is like an extension of his body and was moving logs like a pro. Daddy was a happy man.

Micah split the small stuff. What muscles you have little man. That is all you gotta say to get the biggest grin EV-er.

Then there’s Gracie. In her Sunday shoes stacking wood. A bit tired and taking a break.

Danny rolled this log to the splitter, it was h.e.a.v.y.

 

That’s my man. With a chainsaw. I like that.

The cutest toddler again.

and again.

…and…he…

won.

You go Dan the Man.

My family rocks.

Oh…did I mention my husband just ordered another truck load? It definitely warms you twice.