Mini farm VS Suburbia

So lately there has been much talk in our house as to whether or not we are country people or neighborhood people.  I can tell you hands down I am a country girl.  I love to hunker down at home among the berries, fruit trees, chickens, and space . . . and not deal with people, except for the ones that I am legally responsible for.  ;)  For the man and the 2 oldest girls, they are pretty convinced that they are neighborhood people.  Christian likes to be around people . . . which is perfect for him and his 80 hour a week job.  So since he is rarely home, his vote doesn't count.  ;)  Taelor, likes people, doesn't like to sweat or get dirty, so obviously, she chooses the neighborhood.  Allison is torn, she loves the space, but misses pavement . . . hmm, but ultimately, she also chooses the neighborhood idea.  Last but not quietest, I mean least, is Hailee.  She LOVES and I mean LOVES the chickens and the berries.  Many times per day she is out hanging with her feather friends or picking berries.  At the very sound of neighborhood talk, and this little thing bursts into tears.  It's not so much the moving into a neighborhood that she struggles with, (she too misses pavement), it's the getting rid of the chickens part that makes her sad.  Chickens are gross.  I'll be the first to admit they are smelly, stupid little creatures.  But there is a calm about watching them.  There is an excitement about collecting eggs that were laid minutes before . . . not a month ago like in stores.  And my little chicken whisperer doesn't want to leave them.  This is why, when we moved back to Oregon, we opted to rent property.  What if we had bought property without knowing for sure it was for us.  So here we are, 9 months away from decision time.  ( That is how much longer is in our lease).  9 months to decide if we want to buy property or move into suburbia.  As a mom, I can't be selfish and stay where I am the only happy one . . . or can I? No, I am only happy where I know my family is happy.  So . . . this is just a random post to say . . . I have no idea.  Perhaps in 9 months we will be your neighbor . . . or maybe by then, we'll have alpacas and a cow!!!  :)