Another Busy Week and Fun Weekend!

So this week, we spent relaxing. Lerin still has classes in the afternoon/evening, and I worked with Craig as a farmer--tilling, planting, rolling, etc. I even started working on my yearly farmer tan when I came home thursday night with slightly red arms and neck. It wasn't very severe, and I've since healed and am back to my usual self.

Our week was rather laid back, but our weekend got itself busy. I came home early friday night, so Lerin and I went to a session at the temple here in Rexburg. We had planned to attend the 6:45 session, but arrived a little late and waited until the 7:30 session where we served as the witness couple (a new experience for Lerin). It was good and we enjoyed our time together and in the temple--always a wonderful experience.

Saturday we spent the afternoon babysitting Andrew and Samantha while my sister Rachel coached her volleyball team at a meet up in St. Anthony. Robert had the day off and was also around helping occupy Connor's interests and sweet-tooth ("Thanks Grandpa Kurt!"). We had a good time once the twins were settled down and even got the chance to take Connor to Porter park to play on the playground, which he LOVED!

Speaking of sweet-tooths: I realized how much my dad has influenced my sweet-tooth this week when I was at the gas station, getting candy to keep me awake while on the tractor...I'm sure my siblings could make a guess at what I chose; and they would be right if they said twizzlers. I always remember those as one of dad's favorite candies to buy for road trips or just because. I just had to chuckle when I realized what I was doing and why. . . . . . Love Ya Dad!!!

Anyway, after Rachel came and retrieved her little ones, Lerin and I traveled down to Pocatello to attend our first-ever monster-truck show with our friends Chad, Amy, and their son Braxton. It was SO COOL!!! and SO LOUD!!! but we had a good time and took lots of pictures to prove that we were there. We also observed proof that it is indeed a redneck sport when we saw a 1 year old baby walking around by itself, wearing only a t-shirt, diaper, and socks. . . WOW!!

Well, until next time (whenever that may be). . . TAKE LUCK!!!