So, Mike, Jude and I have moved. Closer to law school and family and the center of things. I'm thrilled. It happened quickly and we lost some things on the way (Think of our two couches flying wildly off the back of our trailer and onto the highway. Like big, fat, leather kites. They broke. Badly. But nobody was hurt, and, although worse for the wear, Mike and his brother fixed them, mostly. It's almost like magic. Except that it took half of a day). I can walk places, like the library (!!!), and I can go into different rooms (!!!) and I could make carpet angels we have so much space. Like I said, I'm thrilled. But, we will miss our little apartment and our congregation, specifically the little class that we taught. The kids were so delightful and sweet and we loved them. Here they are, in all of their ridiculously cute glory.
