Last night Ryan was going to take the boys hunting again.  Unfortunately, Dallin couldn't find his hunting license, actually his wallet for that matter.  After three hours of turning the house upside down and many tears, Ryan called a game warden who agreed to come and give him a duplicate.  The DWR office is closed on Friday, so it was extremely kind of this guy!  The guys missed evening hunting because it was about 9:00 by the time he got the duplicate.  We decided last minute to just all pile in the truck and head over to the ranch.  We started a fire, roasted marshmallows, and ate S'Mores and hot chocolate.  Perfect.  The girls and I deliciously slept in, and I didn't even hear the guys leave at some unearthly hour.  I took Derek and the girls for a late morning hike across the blustery hills and back along the clear creek to pet the horses.  Our old horse, Buckwheat, was there, and he came over eager for some affection.  I love that horse.  We sold him to Ry's uncle, but he still seems to remember who we are.  Then the guys came back after no luck finding a buck and we piled back in and are now back in Cedar. 

It was one of those brief but spontaneous and renewing little family outings.  We'll take 'em when we can get 'em!  

Happy Halloween!