My son is so brilliant! We went out for pizza tonight and Mark got a pitcher of beer, so I had a few, which is rare for me. I was feeling a little buzz and we were getting ready to stop at Dairy Queen for some ice cream and I was complaining about still needing to milk the goat when we got home. Mark always refers to my farm stuff as my frontier woman stuff. He was saying well the frontier women did it, and I was saying I thought it was easier for them because that was their life. They weren't trying to balance frontier life with "normal" life. I was trying to explain to him why I thought it was harder and Logan came up with the perfect way to put it.
"It's hard to be a frontier woman when Dairy Queen is 5 miles down the road"