The call of the wild came early Sunday morning when Oscar (a large black lab puppy) (...and Buddy and Moe's best friend) came over, jumped up on our window sill, and let us know it was time to get up for church.
The call of the Bishop came at church when Matt was asked to be the 12-18 year old Sunday S-COOL teacher. Matt bore his testimony remarking that a calling received is a reflection of where you are in your spiritual maturity and this would be perfect for him. He also reflected that Merrit is a Relief Society teacher...hmm. And for those of you still teaching in Primary...there's hope.
After church, Buddy and Moe needed Sunday afternoon family time...at the lake.
Back at the house Merrit pulled some greens from the garden and made us a batch of highly recommended and positively reviewed kale and mustard green chips...neither of which received favorable marks from either of us. Buddy decided he would rather eat wild pears from our tree prunings. Moe did what he does best...posed.
