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Living on Rogers Farm

It will be 17 years this March since we moved to our farm.  We had rose colored glasses and dreams of a beautiful home and property.  We live in a ranch house with 4 bedrooms.  Though it sounds big, it is quite small.  B.J. is my husband.  We have five children Beau 19, Maria 17, Ireland 11, Trinity 10 and Kate is 2.  We also have a black Labrador named Daisy and a black Pomeranian named Zoey.  We have a barn cat named Peter.  Right now before this Spring, we have three cows Betsy, Connie and Baby.  One pig and one chicken.

We have broken down buildings, two that fell and a garage about to fall.  We have a gorgeous barn!  Top of the list is to get the barn back to its beauty.  I have dreams of wedding and anniversary parties in that barn.

My name is Helen and I am the owner of Rogers Mechanical Services, LLC.  I am a Catholic Homeschool Mom.  I am part of our Heart of Mary Homeschool Group.  I am a mother to a beautiful baby girl named Kate with Down Syndrome.

This is my first blog and I will be talking about Motherhood, politics, religion, 4H, Pro-life and Down syndrome.  I hope you come along for the ride on our journey through life!



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