Going Home

Peter and I were expecting to be up in the night tonight with coughing children.  Instead, the house is quiet and insomnia has kept me up, for whatever reason.  It’s 2am  . . . why is it that my brain does its deepest thinking when I am supposed to be sleeping? We’ve now been in… Continue Reading Going Home

Bags Downstairs

I think we’re close.  The bags are downstairs, four are weighed and closed, two are open, one is optionally empty.  The children are in bed, hopefully to sleep through!  We could use a good night’s sleep though.  The last few have been interrupted for Melanie and I, so hopefully tonight will be better.  I’ve had… Continue Reading Bags Downstairs