So, I’m out milking this morning (there is something so peaceful about milking at a quarter after 5:00am) and I was giggling to myself. Belly Acres Ranch is a tad misleading. A tad? Ok, a lot! We don’t have a ranch at all! We have 2.51 acres with a couple barns, a shop and a chicken coop. I told Mason yesterday that if we have a cow we must be farmers. He said (very emphatically), “No! We’re not farmers, we don’t have a tractor!” Duh Mommy. So the “ranch” name is just for fun.