LATE NIGHTS AND A CROWDED TRACTOR

      The words "what should we do", coming out of my husbands mouth as he sat head down looking at the weather app on his phone. I kinda laugh, because let's be honest I knew he was thinking out loud, not actually asking for my advice when it came to if they should or shouldn't mow rye. The rye needed mowed now or its going to get old, but if we mow we risk it getting rained on for the next week. Neither option is exactly ideal and can effect the quality when it's turned into feed for the cows. Not long after this conversation I see the mower going past. He came home at 2 am the next morning, he had gotten it all mowed this also meant he had just pulled a 22 hour day. Thankfully it did not get rained on for a week, it was chopped and in the trench before the rain. The do we or don't we with the field work the last few weeks has been ongoing. The weather has been kinda strange for May.
  Realizing it goes better if only one of the girls rides in the tractor at a time we make them take turns when we can. Taylee has gotten to ride first now that Savannah is doing online school. I am in the same boat as most parents in the country right now who have school aged kids. I am now homeschooling, well sorta. I am so thankful  basically all I  have to do is just supervise and be available to answer any questions. The teacher still does the teaching through slideshows. She did take advantage of not needing to get up for school and spent a few nights out with Blake past bedtime. 
     At some point I lost track of how many times I loaded and unloaded the kids in and out of the car to run them, or food back and forth to the fields. I actually love doing it, and its about the most excitement a person can get anyway in these crazy times.
   Standing outside at the grill  making supper a few nights ago, Blake pulled in after quick hello and how soon will the food be ready, he said the chopper was on the way.  They were just getting started at 7pm that night.  A little later I loaded up two of the kids to go get the third one who was already in the tractor. Instead of just picking her up and coming home right away we all  piled in. Five people in a tractor is a crowd for sure! That only lasted about 45 min before two of them were complaining they had to pee. I made it clear once we got out of the tractor we were going home it's bedtime anyway. We gave Blake his coffee and headed home to bed.
   Getting them to bed when they are working in the field beside the house is almost impossible and takes forever! They forgot the whole "when we get home it's bedtime" speech apparently.  Blake finally walked through the door the next morning around nine. It had started raining so he was able get a nap in at least.
   My prayer life is hands down most consistent weeks like this when I know there running low on sleep and running equipment.