Do you see why I love being in Parowan?

Oh, the fun we get to have in Parowan with Grandma and Grandpa. This is one of the main reasons I'm sad that we don't live there anymore. If I could be half the parent that my parents are grandparents, I would have some very lucky kids. Instead, they are stuck with me!

We get to:

Eat meals fresh from the garden.

So fresh that the corn still had a worm in it. Seth was fascinated and called it his friend.

We get to help Grandpa cut and stack the wood.

Grandpa sets up a tent for us on the deck so we can sleep under the stars.

Grandma lets us help her sew...

And bake bread...

And make pancakes....

And pick beans....

Grandpa builds us a fire in the chiminea

So we can roast marshmallows (with starbursts)

And eat the gooey mess. Yum!

Grandpa lets us help him mow the lawn.

We get to go to the "fun"park with friends.

And mommy even gets a little "girl time"

We get to hang out with our cousins. Blowing bubbles is the best!

We get to pick fresh rasberries out of the garden.

We get to feed the ducks at the pond (and do a little fishing)

We also love feeding the horses across the street. That colt sure is friendly!

We love Parowan!

I was laughing to myself thinking that the main form of transportation seemed to be 4-wheelers. The people acress the street from my parents don't even own a car. They just cruise around on their ATV's. Then to really give me the giggles, I see the chief of police patrol the town on his ATV. I guess it is saving him over $100 a week in gas, but hopefully there aren't any emergencies or that he needs to arrest someone. What is he going to say? "Put this helmet on and hold on tight".