Today I as able to see a baby calf being born. It was the neatest thing ever. I wonder if I found it so miraculous because I can't have babies that way. Anyway, we watched for quite a while (scared the cow...feel bad about that, but Caden just would not keep quiet. He's two, I know, but boy....) Dan and his dad decided that the baby needed to be pulled, so I also got to watch Dan at work! This made his occupation more real to me I think. It's the first thing I've seen him do besides stitching something up. The whole birthing process was amazing. Watching Dan was fun, and he said that luckily it wasn't a bad pulling (I don't know technical terms). Sometimes it's really hard to get the calf out, but this one was pretty easy apparently. It was fun to see the tongue and hoof stick out before you could see anything else. It's all just a pretty amazing thing. Heavenly Father really knows what He's doing. Needless to say we had a great day at the ranch. We saw this, rode horses, took a ride on the mule (not an animal...a kind of glorified golf-cart, but not really), got sunburned, and just had fun.
On a rather random note we were able to spend some time with Dan's brother and his wife and kids a few days ago. It was tons of fun, and I'm glad we went. While I was changing one of my boys' diaper my sister-in-law asked me why I put the clean diaper under the dirty one. I've always done this. I must have seen someone else do it this way. I can't remember what I told her. I think I said that it was to have something there just in case they decided to pee on me (which thankfully my boys have never done), but after that I really got thinking about it. I've come to this conclusion. I'm lazy. See, if they are poopy and I put a mat down and get poop on the mat then I have to clean the mat off, or blanket, or whatever it is. Diapers don't have to be cleaned. Mind you, if it's a blow-out of something its a completely different process altogether. But anyway, I'm sure you all wanted to know that, but there you have it.
On another random note, I cut some bangs (and then had my sister-in-law fix them). I like the swoopy bang look, but boy, I'm really inept or something and it just isn't working. I'm following the directions I was given (I think) but I just look kind of silly. Maybe I'm just not destined to have bangs. Wouldn't surprise me, but there you go.
So, this is a very shallow post, and I'm a little embarrassed by it, but I really think this way. Maybe some day I'll think deep thoughts and share those instead!