Celebrating Parents

In case you missed it today is Father’s Day. One day a year fathers and mothers are celebrated here in the United States. I feel like most people would agree that they should be celebrated more than once a year. After all growing up they fed us, changed many dirty diapers, nursed us back to health when we were sick, put up with us fussing with sibblings, endured whining, went to numerous ball games, recitals, and school programs.
I’m so thankful for my parents and I definitily do not express it enough. Not only did they care for me and my brothers growing up, but they taught me how to work hard and most importantly raised me in a home where God is put first as is commanded.
Proverbs 6:22: Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it.
Deuteronomy 6:7 (in reference to God’s law): You shall teach them diligently to your children, and shall talk of them when you sit in your house, and when you walk by the way, and when you lie down, and when you rise.
Ephesians 6:4: Fathers, do not provoke your children to anger, but bring them up in the discipline and instruction of the Lord.
So Happy Father’s Day to my father and all you other fathers out there. Let us remember to not only be nice to and thankful for our parents one day a year, but consistently throughout the year.

Mother’s Day 2013
In honor of Father’s Day my favorite picture with my dad.
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Rainy Days Help You Appreciate Pretty Days

I do not exagerate when I say that today was probably the 3rd sunny day since I have been in South Dakota. I really wasn’t sure if it was possible for the sun to shine all day, but today it proved me wrong.  Like usual I spent most of my day in a corn field so it was such a nice change from what I have been experiencing the last 2 1/2 weeks. It has been an absolutely beautiful day today and I speak for the crops when I say it was much needed. The cows were enjoying it too!

There is a pretty young calf in the pasture. He gets out and roams around the yard ocassionally. Walk toward him, he runs back to his mother.

Otis the cat wasn’t too happy to be cooped up inside on a pretty day.