Our Move: In Pictures

Han Solo, wondering where all his hiding places have gone

Um, Mama? Where's my bed?

Please put on your shoes....

so we can go!

Although we did not get a chance to take many pictures because we were, well, moving, at least we were able to snap a few. Looking at these, a week or so later, I realize how much joy we shared in that little apartment. Pasadena really became our home and we became a true family in that one bedroom abode. It was there that we decided that our household would serve the Lord, even if that took us around the country, into the military and hopefully, back again, so that Mr. 2nd Lt. can fulfill his call to write and I can follow my own vocation of mothering and wife-ing my husband. It was there that our little monkey took his first steps, climbed on his first table, got his first cat scratch and fell out of his first bed. Little apartment, we will miss you, but we trust that God has bigger and better things in store.