A Day in the Country

Today was the first Monday is a looooong time that Steve hasn't had work on the house to do that was super pressing.  He was supposed to be making a pastor's car for tonight's shape-n-race, but somehow his saw blade caught the car wrong and it crushed it.  Let's just say I was not the least bit sad that he didn't have to spend the day crafting a car.  So... we went for a nice walk down the road to an old Mennonite church.  The kids love the bike ride and the little playground there.

Before we left... Greta's new thing is to push Aaron on his bike.  Too funny.

Wild poppies that grow along the road.  They are gorgeous but almost done blooming.

Little Aaron rode his tricycle the whole way to and from the church.  It was over a 2 mile ride.  Pretty impressive for little legs and a little bike.

On the playground

After the playground, we took a little walk through their cemetery.  I typically would not be drawn to walking around one, but my husband is a bit more historically minded and made it a fascinating lesson for us all.

Some of the graves were over 100 years old.  This was one of the oldest I found.

Claudia taking it all in with dad.

Morgan was a bit stressed out that this gravestone had fallen so far into the ground.  A funnier moment, she came running up to me and said, "Mom, I found brothers that were named John and Jacob.  Wouldn't it be funny if their other brother was Jingle-heimer-schmidt??!"