Yesterday, after driving through the night, my brother-in-law, David, noted, while filling the truck with gas, that it was leaking transmission fluid. Uh oh.

Long story short (If you are still with me after that opening sentence you deserve some brevity) U-haul put them up in a hotel last night in Billings, Montana and gave them another truck. The new truck is an upgrade from the old and brand new, but they had to unhook their car as well us unload and repack all their stuff. That was on the agenda for today. I spoke with Torey last night. David was bummed because he had the eye of the tiger and wanted to keep going. Hopefully he still has it today.

On the home front the Christmas stuff, winter gear and all the toys are picked up and put away. Only the school junk remains.

I don’t want to talk about my laundry room.

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My sister and her family are moving back to Michigan from Vancouver, B.C. and are en route as I write. They are going to stay with us while they look for a house and get settled. We are planning a couple of months, at least.

Torey had been calling every day via the internet. This is great for the caller, as it is free. It is great for the recipient of the call as well if you like having everything you said echoed right back. It is especially fun when kids yell or shout near you as you get to hear that twice too.

So Torey asked, on one of her 50 calls last week, how I was doing. I asked her to specify.

“Are you doing alright about us coming?”

“Yea! I can’t wait for you to get here.”

“You’re not stressing out getting things in order?”

“Well, I’m not really getting anything in order.”

“Oh…”

“My bathrooms are really clean, but the upstairs (one huge 55×20 ft room and their future home) is a bit of a mess.”

“Oh dear…”

We talked yesterday and she again asked how things were going.

“I’ve decided I’m going to wait for you to get here so we can sort through it together.”

“Oh that’s exactly what I’m going to want to do after packing up my whole life and driving across the country!”

“Yeah, it’ll be fun.”

They are getting here Tuesday or Wednesday. Please pray that they are safe and the ride is easy, especially for their two year old daughter. And if you should feel so lead to pray that God would help me get all our Christmas junk, our winter gear, a bunch of toys and the school stuff ordered and put away, that would be really great too.

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“I am a very sensitive boy.” Christopher said out of nowhere.

Others have said sensory (as in, disfunctional integration) but sensitive works too.

Hey Everybody! Having a good time? Are you guessing that it is me, Christopher? That’s right! Sounds like you have to go crazy a lot with your children to have fun – if you have them. I need to leave to go on the computer.

Bye!

P.S. I hope you have a good time. Remember to read more Heathcliff books. They’re crazy!

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“Hi my fwen. An allegy is tintin to move, my fwen. Tint in da move. That means eat the prayer.”

My friend drifted off to play but returned a little later.

“I don’ have wings. Only you have wings, my fwen. Do you have wings?”

“No.”

“My brudda has wings. Now he is flying away. I miss him.” She paused to sadly reflect on this.

“What’s his name?” I asked.

“Kiku. His udda name is Twee. Their names is Twee and this one’s Fwee and his udda name is Kumpinindakooks.”

She walked off again but was back after a few minutes with more facts.

“My doctor says don’t go on airplanes…Where is your baby?”

“I don’t have a baby.” I said.

“Yes you do!”

“I have two big girls and a big boy.”

“Oh. What about your litto big guhl?”

“You must mean my precious girl, Eden. Would you like me to tell you about her?”

“No sank you.” My friend, Eden, replied.

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