I've been wanting to get a picture of the beer-sign wrapped hay bales ever since we saw them when we drove to Drumheller when Sam was a baby. I noticed these particular ones on Sunday when I was driving to the Ukrainian Cultural Heritage Village. So now I have the pictures of these which makes me really happy!
We had to take another nursing break in Ruddell because Rachel was freaking out. Sam drank his milk, we saw another washing-machine fire-pit which made me laugh because I thought Mom and Dad's was the only one, and then we were on our way.
We arrived in good time, around 5:30, and Uncle Arlyn and Auntie Arline were here. It was AWESOME to arrive here and I was proud of the fact that I had driven the entire way. And now we're here for however long our construction takes. Yay!