We have been busy getting moved in and learning about our new home and the area it is in. Our fist week here the primary had an activity that Dallin went to. They had fun activities for the kids that they tied into gospel lessons. One of the activities was a three legged race. Dallin got to do it the first time with a cute 2 year old. He was such a good sport! He was so good to let the little boy hold on tight (as you can see in the picture) and told him which leg to use. They did amazing. They were able to move quite quickly and Dallin did not end up dragging him like I was afraid he would. It is always nice when you see you kids be kind and gentle to another person.
The following week the girls went to Girls Camp so Dallin and I the house to ourselves for the day during the week. On Monday of that week Becca surprised by driving up for a visit. She was able to stay for two nights and we enjoyed her company. It was super nice to have her up on Tuesday when Dallin went to day scout camp. We found out when I picked up the girls that he was in the same spot they were and Kiersten had helped set up the day camp the day before he went up.
The girls had a great time at Girls camp and came home feeling like they were going to fit into the ward just wonderfully. I am so grateful that they feel so comfortable in the ward. It is one more blessing of many the Lord has given us with this move to help up know we have done the right thing.
Two weeks ago this was the view out my back door. The sunset really was this beautiful and I love having cows in my backyard to watch. Just so the three of you that read this blog know how much I enjoy watching the cows, one day last week while watching the cows I noticed that there was a calf laying down sleeping. I thought it was cute how the mama cows stood around "protecting" it while it slept. About three hours later when I looked out the window the calf was still laying in the same position but the mama cows had moved away. Richard came home from work and I told him I was worried about this poor baby who had been lying there for about 3 1/2 hours without moving. I was sure it was dead and the other cows had left it there. He told me not to worry but seeing how distressed he was he said he would call Kevin (the rancher who owns the cows.) He made the phone call and I began making dinner. He came, looked out the window and then told me the cow had just lifted his head and seemed fine. He did not want Kevin to think that I was just making things up so he went out to the cow and meet Kevin. The rancher was super nice (I had never met him) and came over and thanked me for watching his cows. We visited for a while and then he hopped on his motor bike put a big shovel under his behind and rode off. (yes, I did just say a shovel under his butt.) I laughed for a few minutes at this and then once again thanked my Heavenly Father for letting me live in such a friendly town where people are very down to earth. (and sometimes a little strange, but that is another post all together)
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