Now I must migrate the pictures to the correct place...
On the last evening of their two weeks with grandma and grandpa airplane in Kansas, the kids had a cookout in the backyard. There are many more memories to share from this blank time where Patric and I left one house, joined another, received our stuff, and then began furiously unpacking stuff. Somewhere in there I learned how to get to work, park, and then get into my building. We're making progress.
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I love progress, and I can't wait to read more about Book Two! Emily was talking about her "Stuber-kids" friends this morning. We miss you guys!
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