Let this be a warning to you...
I'm not kidding when I say that our home is filled to the tippy top with love. We are surrounded by it. There is always room for more.
Everyone that enters our Funhaver's world is followed by a small heard of chickens to the door. Just pet them. That's all they want... Then its a bouncy woman with hellos and hugs and from around the corner come two running at full speed boys. Everyone has to tell you about their day. Whats new. And any other detail that we see fit. Then we want to feed you. Keep you warm. Sit you down. And next Jameson will ask to see your keys. Then you will have to tell him where every key goes. Where you got your shoes and where you purchased any of your jewelry. Hes like an elephant, he will never forget. Hunter will con you into playing a game. Could be a board game. Video game. Guess this riddle game. His options are endless. Then...out come the Lego creations. Show off. Hunter has created masterpiece after masterpiece. They are all displayed on shelves in his room, where you will end up for at least 20 minutes. I won't come looking for you (insert smirk and giggle here). Once the boys have had their fill of you, you'll be all mine. We will sit on the kitchen counter and gab like a couple hens about this and that. Knowing me, we could have an hour conversation on the boys, the farm and the chickens alone. They give me plenty to talk about. Plenty of adventures. Fun. Laughter.
It will be plenty warm in the house with the wood stove going and the cuddly atmosphere...but eventually you will have to go home. We won't want you to. But you'll have to go home sometime...
So, Let this be a Warning to you... Everyone that enters our Funhaver's world is followed by a small heard of chickens to the door.
Everyone that enters our Funhaver's world is followed by a small heard of chickens to the door. Just pet them. That's all they want... Then its a bouncy woman with hellos and hugs and from around the corner come two running at full speed boys. Everyone has to tell you about their day. Whats new. And any other detail that we see fit. Then we want to feed you. Keep you warm. Sit you down. And next Jameson will ask to see your keys. Then you will have to tell him where every key goes. Where you got your shoes and where you purchased any of your jewelry. Hes like an elephant, he will never forget. Hunter will con you into playing a game. Could be a board game. Video game. Guess this riddle game. His options are endless. Then...out come the Lego creations. Show off. Hunter has created masterpiece after masterpiece. They are all displayed on shelves in his room, where you will end up for at least 20 minutes. I won't come looking for you (insert smirk and giggle here). Once the boys have had their fill of you, you'll be all mine. We will sit on the kitchen counter and gab like a couple hens about this and that. Knowing me, we could have an hour conversation on the boys, the farm and the chickens alone. They give me plenty to talk about. Plenty of adventures. Fun. Laughter.
It will be plenty warm in the house with the wood stove going and the cuddly atmosphere...but eventually you will have to go home. We won't want you to. But you'll have to go home sometime...
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