As all of you know we LOVE, LOVE, LOVE Heber..
Matt and I have enjoyed experiencing our "only in Heber" moments..
Just to name a few...
We move in and meet the neighbors, their boys' names are Winchester and Remington..
Running into at least three people you know everytime you go to get groceries..
Having the guy behind the counter at Walgreen's know you by your first name..
The secretary at Old Mill, "You're Ammon's mom right?"
Being told by the Treasury Dept. of Heber City that they only accept checks because they aren't yet set up to receive credit card payments...
Waving to the old farmer in the red truck that lives on Mill Road, I swear every time I'm out running he's delivering a load of hay..
Chatting with friends as they've stopped their cars in the middle of the road to say hi...
But tonight has got to be my favorite..
Phone rings.. It's 10 P.M.
I over hear Matt laughing.
Hangs up.
"Hey Ammon, you'll never believe who's your baseball coach this summer!"
"Your doctor!!"
(Ammon was in just last week to have some skin tags burned off of a particularly precarious spot )
Ammon replied, "Well, I bet I'll know him the best out of any of the kids!"
We're hoping we can eliminate any copays over the summer and get our kids ears/throats checked on first base...
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
First Wasatch Back
Monday, May 4, 2009
Is this a sign that Mommy eats out too much?
So yesterday out of the middle of nowhere we hear our four year old spontaneously yell out from the other room
FREEEEE MEEEEEALL!
Thank you Cafe Rio.
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