The seller let our realtor know that he had mowed, so we could go walk around the 10 beautiful acres. I seriously, no joke, thought it would look like 10 acres of well-manicured lawn when we pulled up, and was beyond disappointed with the rough path of long grass holding underneath all manner of wildlife (lesson learned). As we trudged over the rough (read sharp and pointy) straw-like bent grass the girls jumped when an animal made some kind of noise that they had previously only heard through an animal sounds iPad app... maybe an owl? The hot evening sun made us all glisten and I learned the second lesson, ten acres is so much. Carolyn, my nature enthusiast, was thrilled. She led the pack and identified a great place for a hide out and tree house. Julia, on the other hand, was apprehensive at first and absolutely repulsed by the end. "I HATE this land!" she screeched in tears when the second large mosquito landed on her pink arms to get some dinner. If she knew how to curse, she would have been by the time we made our way back to the car. "I am NOT a country girl! I HATE mosquitos! If we're getting land, it better not have any BUGS!"
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