I always hated the end of red light, green light when everyone got too close and no matter how short I made the "green light" I would be tagged. I remember yelling frantically, "Red light! Red light! Red light!" in the hopes that I would be the one calling the shots for just a little longer, but then...
Whack, some kid smacks me yelling "Gotcha!"
Whack, some kid smacks me yelling "Gotcha!"
Wes has graduated! After his internship this summer he is completely done!
We're moving! Good-bye noisy neighbors, obnoxious car alarms, loud hardwood floors, children who roam the streets at 10 at night, and solicitors who won't sell me tamales!
Downsizing is never fun. I thought when we moved in two years ago we'd just continue to increase our stuff, our square footage yada yada yada. It just painfully reminds me that none of this is ours anyway.
We'll be renting a carriage house in Barrington. Very exciting. We begin the move June 1!
Yikes! We still have so much to do.
What do you get when you combine a seminary student and an English major? Sixteen boxes of books.
