I can't even recount how many times I've been asked, "What do you do with the children when you're in the barn?"
My answer is always the same: "They come out to the barn, too."
Life on our farm for a toddler means lots of time spent in confinement, for safety's sake. Monika either naps in her stroller or plays in the front of the barn, fenced in by a stock tank and two bales of hay.
Dan has graduated from containment and now entertains himself while we do chores.
He spends most of his time rough-housing with Skippy, our dog, digging in the sand pile and playing in mud puddles.