It's me!

Charissa is sleeping and Dad is nursing the beginnings of a cold, so here I am.

I just dropped of the laundry while Brett went to swim. We haven't taken Charissa yet. I'm wondering how she'll do. She doesn't care much for a bath, but maybe this will be different; after all, I'm not washing her hair.

We have more pics. I hope to load them later today at the cafe. Right now I'm in the back of one of the little stores that does laundry--and that doesn't narrow it down much for anyone. EVERY store does laundry here, but they do a SPECTACULAR job.

Heard from the Huffs of Grants Lick yesterday. They made it home with their little one safely in tow, but one of the squeaky shoes wasn't so lucky. Oh, well, Valerie H., I got her shoes and so she's set for next Sunday!

I need to go pick up shirts that we had made. Looking forward to being home, in spite of the fact we're having the time of our lives. I need friends and family. It's been a long haul without them, but it's been worth it considering what we're coming home with!

Take care, everyone, and we'll see you shortly!