The Smith Family Farm

08/20/2026

Pretty close to the current situation around here…

04/20/2026

Now I want a goose…

03/14/2026

We had our first two calves of 2026 born on the same day! Each year we name all the calves starting with the same letter of the alphabet. 2026 is brought to you by the letter I! So welcome Innie (out of red angus Annie) and Ink (out of white park Ella). Now to get ready for this snow!

02/13/2026

Sorry we have been MIA for a while, between the addition of family members and the usual winter farm work, we haven't had much time for updating social media. Spring is just around the corner!

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02/13/2026

So God made a farm kid. 🤎

He made a kid whose bare feet are tougher than most boots.
A kid who can bottle-feed a calf before breakfast and still make it to co-op with hay in their hair.
A kid who plays hard — not with batteries and screens — but with mud pies, feed buckets, tree limbs, and a barn full of imagination.

He made a kid whose bath water turns brown before the soap even hits it.
Dirt under their nails.
Sun on their cheeks.
Grass stains that never quite wash out.

He made a kid who understands that baby animals don’t always make it…
that fences break at the worst time…
that work doesn’t wait just because you’re tired.

He made a kid who loves hard, too.
The kind of love that shows up at midnight to check a laboring doe.
The kind of love that cries over a lost lamb.
The kind of love that knows caring for something means responsibility — not convenience.

Farm kids are a little different.
They talk about breeding cycles and hay prices at the dinner table.
They know where food comes from — and what it costs.
They’ve seen life begin… and sometimes end… before most kids learn long division.

And yeah — sometimes other kids think they’re “weird.”
Weird for knowing too much.
Weird for working too hard.
Weird for understanding life a little earlier than they probably should.

But here’s the thing —

God didn’t make them weird.
He made them steady.
He made them capable.
He made them tender where it counts and tough where it’s needed.

He made a farm kid.
And the world is better for it. 🌾🐄🤎