Goin' Back

What joy it brought us to visit our alma mater this past weekend. They do up reunions rather well, leaving a sweet, sweet taste in the mouths of their alums. There are few trips that leave us happier upon departure than arrival and this is definitely one of them.

How can you argue with 3 fun-filled days, jam-packed with all things orange and black; many school-spirited cheers alongside thousands of other people who feel as nostalgic about your school as you do; good friends who fill your heart with kindness and joy and faith? They remind you of who you are, where you've come, and that there are good people in the world.
It was a chance for us to share our Princeton passion with our children and let them taste the goodness of community. The boys appeared to enjoy themselves, but were weary soldiers as we pulled out of town. We graciously thank wonderful Mimi and Papa for their sacrifices to be with us this weekend and provide babysitting while we took on reunions at nighttime.

We returned for a relaxed Memorial Day to remember our brave soldiers and heros.
And we continue to settle in... Last night the washer went. Poor thing is abused! Thankfully, the repairman has already come and gone and the wash is running. Alleluia! Another casualty of the trip was our driver's side window, which after 13 years has decided to stay in the down position and will not move up! It made this *glorious* choice north of DC on our trek back home. Alas, if any of you were expecting a call from me on the trip home, I chose not to subject you to the blaring highway noise and my need to yell to talk over it. Lovely. ;) We will also be getting that fixed this week... or shopping for a new van. More likely the former (though the latter would be SO much more fun! ;)

Other than that, we are entrenched in prayer here for two sweet babies--the first is our godson, Gus, son of Red over at Building Cathedrals. He is in the hospital undergoing rigorous testing to find out the cause of an almost-20-day stomach bug that has caused him to lose over 20% of his body weight. They are closing in on a diagnosis and we are praying for the best case scenario.

The other little, little, little baby is precious Nadia, born on Friday to my good friend here, Rachel. Rachel developed severe toxemia at 31 weeks and had a platelet count of 55 before being taken for an emergency C-section. Praise God, Rachel made it and so did the wee babe, measuring 2lbs. 12oz. Nadia is stable and on a ventilator in the NICU. Docs are working to close a hole in her heart that is preventing her from growing more efficiently. Precious babe. I was able to see her on Monday and stroke her beautiful little head. Just love her. Jesus, be with her.

God bless you this Wednesday,