Something I hope our children will always think.
Meet the sheep with Grandpa.
Sil – Marks lamb.
It’s no wonder, the delighted horror on Casen’s face, this is what Anna is showing him. (My apologies, but horsey teeth ARE quite fascinating)
Here. This is perhaps a kinder, gentler image. . .
One can always have fun puttering around the lawn, being tossed in the air and hollering your face off for no other reason than the joy of being a boy.
Meg has taken up smoking.
Did I mention Meg has taken up smoking? Perhaps some early intervention . . .
Smoky skies. Devastating fires require awe and attention, even at a relatively far distance. Praying, fasting, hoping for relief and rain for our Sanpete neighbors to the north and fellow Westerners all over.
Choosing a roost for the night can be a precarious, albeit colorful, affair.
