While You’re Gone

This is for Jason.

Maggie playing Narnia in Grammy’s backyard.

Wagon races with the cousins.

Updates and Other Minutia

1. The house formerly known as ours: we are officially out of our house in MD. The CDS (Chesapeake’s highschool) moved every single item in less than 3 hours. It was really amazing.   Watching 30+ teenagers with strong bodies, happy attitudes, and plenty of Vault move us was an experience I will never forget. Huge thanks to CDS and huge thanks to Debbie and Joe from Ohio who drove the massive moving truck 9 hours one day, helped us pack and then turned around and drove back home. They will be keeping our “stuff” in the truck until we are ready to move into the new house. This is an answer to prayer and a huge blessing.

2. Our new home. We ended up getting a miraculous deal on a house in Wadsworth. It’s similar to the first one, but the basement is unfinished (a fact my boys are excited about with plans for an indoor skate board park and roller rink. Hope the emergency room is near by.) We settle on November 21st from MD and will drive out to Ohio on the 23rd. The house needs cosmetic work and will be ready to move into early December.

3. Jason left on Monday for Ohio and is staying with Bob and Jane, a gracious couple who has housed him numerous times over the last two months.  He will be away from us for two weeks which is about the longest we’ve been apart . We anticipate having a greater appreciation for one another, and are excited for the sweet reunion which will be the Monday before Thanksgiving when Jason will fly back to MD.

4. Right now the kids and I are staying with my mother. We are having a great time – a huge, two week slumber party.

5. My email address has changed. You can contact me through the “contact me” button at the top of this page. I’ll respond back if you’d like my new email address.

6. Quotable kiddos. This was a while ago, but I like to keep funny things the kids say on my blog so that I have a record of it for the future.

After we got our dog we had conversations about whether or not Betsy was a “Christian” dog. I told them that some theologians believe our pets will be in heaven, but I never studied it and neither has daddy. We talked about things like Betsey not being created with a soul, conscience, the ability to cognitively worship (although she glorifies God through her dog-ness and her bringing us so much joy). Well, one day my son Caleb came upstairs and said, “Betsey had an accident (the yucky kind) in the basement. But mom, she looked like she felt really guilty! I think Betsey does have a soul!!!”