One more day

I’m at my last day of boot camp. It’s been rough. I like the kids but they are a sorry, unmotivated, bunch. Their writing is atrocious but when they do write it’s sad. Their personal narratives are heart breaking. There are a lot of hard circumstances in the world. I am so grateful that I was raised in a loving, stable, gospel living home. And that I have been blessed to be able to provide one for my children. ...and they for their children. It’s a wonderful legacy.

Ziva has been practicing her Florida look:)

Do you know what’s worse than moving? Getting new carpet. You have to move everything but you don’t go anywhere. Our house is seriously an episode of hoarders right now. 

Mom and dad left this morning. Hopefully they will be snowbirds some times when we move. It’s been fun to have them visit. 

Yesterday we went to see Adrift. It was good. I wouldn’t want to see it again though. 

Grace had her last day of school and since she’s in ASB she went to the 8th grade dance to do stuff, but ended up dancing and having a fun night. 

It was also Rob and my 20th wedding anniversary. Whoo hoo! Go us!