When my kids get off the bus in the afternoon, I either meet them at the house or they are supposed to call me to tell me they are home and I head that way. Since we are only 5 minutes away, it works pretty well. The other day, however, Gail got the call instead of me. I happened to be standing near by and I could hear one of the kids yelling "THE 4-H CALVES ARE OUT!! COME HOME QUICK!!!". So like any good dad would do, he replied, "Your mom is on her way!"
I was laughing the whole way home thinking about the conversation and when I got there, this is what I found: 1) Ally took charge and sent Nate to get the calves out of the garage while she notified 












