The Jessups

I count myself fortunate to have been befriended by the Jessup family.  They are a family of 8 that we've gotten to know over the last year, and we love them to pieces.  Their home on several wooded acres is tucked away off a side road in rural Scottsville, Kentucky and is known to be a gathering place for all sorts of people far and wide.  They have a 'the door is always open' policy, and I have been waiting for just the perfect time to drop on in.  Today was that day. 

While the adults talked and talked, Belle and the rest of the kids came upon an old abandoned home adjacent to the Jessup property, and discovered treasure--two plates & three bowls.  My Belle, whom is no longer referred to as "Packrat" because she hates the term, jumped at the opportunity to add to her collection of collections.

I've been told that the Jessups have 90 chickens on their property.  Belle is wearing a guinea feather in her hair. 

My girls had a big old time with this group of kids...playing in the woods, swinging from a monster tree swing, chasing chickens and petting horses who have already gotten their full winter coats.

I find that you can judge the amount of fun that the kids have by how quickly Belle goes comatose in the backseat on the ride home.  I think she might have made it out of the driveway.  :)

We've been told that the Jessup rule is that if you can't stay a full 24 hours, you are required to come back the following week for a visit.  That's a rule I can live with!