"Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, so are the children of one's youth. Happy is the man who has his quiver full of them." Psalm 125 :4-5
This family is my family. It's my sister and her crew in PA. We visited them this past week and had the best time riding 4 wheelers, carrying around cats, chasing ducks, feeding cows, touching a horse, picking fresh apples, swinging in an 8 story hay barn, having an 11 little people sleepover, riding in an Amish buggy, watching Papa ride in a WWII B-17, and a night in a real caboose! It doesn't stop there. We really had the greatest time. And know for sure, hands down, NO ONE works harder, more humble, more diligently, more self sacrificing than a diary farmer and his wife.
This family is my family. It's my sister and her crew in PA. We visited them this past week and had the best time riding 4 wheelers, carrying around cats, chasing ducks, feeding cows, touching a horse, picking fresh apples, swinging in an 8 story hay barn, having an 11 little people sleepover, riding in an Amish buggy, watching Papa ride in a WWII B-17, and a night in a real caboose! It doesn't stop there. We really had the greatest time. And know for sure, hands down, NO ONE works harder, more humble, more diligently, more self sacrificing than a diary farmer and his wife.
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