I am a daughter of an incredibly intelligent, good, and humble sheep-rancher, accountant, and farmer. When my Dad had 9 children his family sold their sheep business and he went back to school to become an accountant. He spent the remainder of his working days as an accountant at BYU during the day, and then coming home to garden and tend animals at night. I grew up on a farm in the middle of a city. It was a wonderful childhood, and a wonderful way to grow up. I loved feeding the tiny little lambs their bottles of milk, I loved tending the bees that my Dad took care of, I loved gathering eggs and milking cows. I didn't always love hoeing for hours, or picking up the branches we had pruned, but the harvest season always made the work so worth it. I loved eating the first peaches, or tomatoes of the season, and eating the corn on the cob. It was always so wonderful to check off all of the chores off of my list (practice, read, math, 2 hrs of gardening, big 5, scriptures, prayer, brush teeth etc), then get my swimsuit on and spend the rest of the day swimming at BYU. When I finished swimming, I would go to the BYU creamery with my siblings and buy ice-cream. Then we would walk to my Dad's office and he would drive us home. Those are beautiful memories to me.
Nate and I live in the same house now that I grew up in. I love that Mason gets to share some of the same childhood memories that I had. My cousins own animals, and I just planted a little garden. Then we will go to seven peaks after our chores are done. I can't wait.
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| fruit trees and view of the mountains |
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| Daddy always reads stories to Mason at bedtime |
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| playing in the irrigation with rain boots |
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| making friends with the cows |
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| our little garden |
