That's the title Miss A kept using for our vacation to the land of cows.
Visiting my sister and her husband on their family cattle ranch is of course always an adventure.
I'm sure there's a lot I could say about it, but I thought I'd just give you pictures instead.
The views are never-ending, and amazing. Everywhere you turn there's another beautiful glimpse of God's creation.
A long awaited and much anticipated reunion between best friends finally happened.
The view from my bedroom window.
Miss I was the early bird who got to try something no one else did.
Makes your back yard feel awfully small, doesn't it?
We hung out PW style and experienced our first branding. Interesting, entertaining, and completely unnerving all at once.
The girls broke in their new sunbonnets, a gift from Grammy.
We took the quads out to play in the sprinkler.
Had lots of time like this. (It looks so much more peaceful in a picture because you can't see the mosquitoes!)
And of course had our time around the campfire with marshmallows and a guitar.
It was a wonderful "adventure", and a sweet time with family. So thankful we have such a fun destination available for retreat!
The shirt I'm bringing home from the home school convention.
Which wich or which family are you? ::: It would be absurd to tell all people they had to like my way of making a sandwich. And so would it be absurd to think that there was just one way to have a godly, fruitful family.
Seeing the World ::: It was like I’d glimpsed a Europe/Asia-centered map that splits the United States in two—the world I’d always known just shifted. I never saw my country, my family, or myself the same way again.
When Changing a Life Changes Yours ::: Mary hugged me tightly and said, “Thank you for changing our lives. Please pray for us.” I said the same thing to her.
for when you feel behind ::: We are tricked into believing that the only relief from feeling behind is to catch up.
Freshly bathed with clean pajamas and teeth brushed, my three little girls gather in the living room.
A quiet night at home.
Midsummer, when it seems dark much earlier than it is because the sky is hidden by thick monsoon clouds that are heavy with rain, but not heavy enough to actually let the rain break through.
We sit on the couch and watch something short before bedtime.
The same thing I watched before bedtime, on the same kinds of summer nights, with my two sisters.
Three little girls with bonnets tied in place, being enchanted by three other little girls living life on the prairie, just like their mom and their aunties were before them.
I don't know quite how to describe how this makes me feel.
It's a comforting, peaceful thing. This continuity. This cycle of things repeating. Not just bad things, good things too.
The show that thrilled me as a child, makes me teary as a mother, as I sit and watch my girls living happy moments that mirror my own experiences not so long ago.
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