We went to Southern Hills instead of Highland yesterday for church. I just liked it so much better. We stayed at Highland to hear Mike, but now he’s not there. I always feel more at home at SH, even if no one talks to us. There is a spirit of community there that you can feel whether you are a part of it or not. The next step is to actually get involved this summer… Meanwhile, back at the farm, Taylor and I have an uncanny knack to sit directly in front of the loudest person at church. You know these people. They sing SO LOUD that you literally have…

We watched Boy in the Striped Pajamas a few nights ago. Are you kidding me? That is one of the saddest movies I have ever seen. Seriously. It is really good but really terribly sad. Taylor fell asleep like 30 minutes before it ended and I woke him up so that I could tell him what happened. I won’t ruin it, but oh.my.goodness. I either read or heard about an article a few years ago about how our generation has witnessed the most tragedies in the U.S. during our lifetime. I don’t necessarily know if that’s true, but the article talked about how we’ve grown up with media and news…