So sometime in middle school or there abouts i made a list of things that i wanted to do before i died, a bucket list you could say. And on that list was to milk a cow. I don't know why but it was on there so i wanted to do it. One of the people i work with at my new job happens to have an aunt that own a dairy farm in Springville. So a few weeks ago we all went and milked some cows. Isabelle loved to play with the baby cows that would suck on her hands (and Micah's feet) and she really wanted to play with the big cows but she scared them. We had a lot of fun and i got to check one of my easy goals off the list. I think the great wall of china is next, or maybe scuba diving the Great Barrier Reef.
