Last week it rained. Like real rain, not just little sprinkles.
We're not really used to that.
Eli was so excited that he ran out (in his pajamas.....at 4:30 in the afternoon....don't ask) and did a little dance.
Look how happy he is.
Then, as quickly as it came, the storm was over.
I feel like I should tell you, in case you've noticed and felt ignored, I've given up on the birthday blog posts. I just can't keep up. I know that's lame. I forgot a few, then a few more and I've just decided I'm lame and I can live with it. Hopefully you can too. We still love all of you and still hope you have happy happy birthdays. Sorry/Happy Birthday/Merry Christmas to all!
Edge made it to Columbia. Alive. Read about it HERE.
His first area is this horrible coastal town called Santa Marta (look it up, you'll feel soo sorry for him. I'm considering a Columbian mission myself right about now)
1 comment:
Somehow, Arizona rain is better than rain anywhere else. Nice jammies, Eli!
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