I don't really know where to start since my last post.
Things have been a massive blur since the Niagara Falls trip.
Daniel didn't have any days off the last two weeks before moving out of Cleveland.Which meant I had the unfortunate job of doing the majority the packing.
With a five-year-old and two-year-old at home.
There was a certain little munchkin who loved unpacking my finished boxes, popping all the bubble-wrap, and writing on the hardwood stairs with a giant Sharpie (praise Jesus for Magic Eraser).
I won't name any names, but I will say she looks insanely cute sitting on the ramp of a moving truck...
Despite the total madness, e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. got packed, and I only had
We all gathered in front of the house for a last family photo and even in that moment it already seemed so bizarre to me that we actually lived in Cleveland for a year.
What's even crazier is realizing just how much has changed in these past five years of residency and fellowship.
Father's Day Weekend 2009 moving to Oklahoma ---- Father's Day Weekend 2014 moving to Kentucky.
I'm exceedingly excited to begin a new chapter.
Even if it has already started out like a nightmare episode Seinfeld.
More on that later...