After having such a high for a weekend, its hard to get back to things for me and I usually hit a low. Recently, it's gotten so much harder to leave family. I'm thinkin' maybe it's time to start thinking about living closer to home. See, and I still call New Bremen/Maria Stein home. West Milton has yet to even become home. My house, Marshal and Molly are my home, but West Milton just isn't yet.
I love the picture above, because when she reads books she goes into a runners to your marks stance. She quickly flips through the book, giving each page the amount of time she deems appropriate. This little girl is just so gosh-darn funny sometimes.
With love as always,