My whole family has been gone this week. They are enjoying the Church History sites of the east coast. Brad, Grace, Claire, and I have been enjoying the house and yard.

Can you see it?!
Although my parents live near the Dallas Metroplex, they're still pretty far out in Texas country. My mom always tells people, "Come see us on your way to Oklahoma." So I guess it shouldn't have been a huge surprise that, while Grace ate her breakfast yesterday morning, she stared out the window and yelled, "LOOOOOK, MOOOM!"
There was an armadillo in the yard. An armadillo. I don't know. I guess I half-thought they were mythical creatures.
I opened the door to get a better look, and Grace continued to yell in excitement. I was nervous that the little guy would run away at the noise, but he seemed oblivious.
Apparently that is the main characteristic of Armadillos. Obliviousness.
Here's some footage Brad caught (not great, but gets a little clearer toward the end):
And that's not all we've seen.
Today Brad pointed out a nest forming above my parents' front door. With an egg.