



There's something about watching Jared play with our boys that just makes my heart melt. Pure joy and happiness right there. I love him!





What would a trip out to the desert be without a little shooting? With earplugs plugged in, Garrett and Brexton drove cars in the dirt while Daddy tested out some of his guns. Somehow in the shuffling of packing up their bucket of cars was left in that pile of dirt. We didn't realize this mishap until we arrived home 50 miles away. It was too late to turn around just for those cars, but Jared had already planned a varmint hunting trip the following day at about the same location. Those cars are REALLY important to those little boys and they worried that someone might take the cars away. We had a family prayer and asked Heavenly Father to watch over them and prayed that Daddy would find them there safe and sound in the morning. It was a great opportunity to teach them about faith and the power of prayer. I was happily relieved when Jared found the bucket of cars right where we'd left them.

























