So yesterday we all got up early and took George to the airport. It was fairly uneventful...which is a good thing. We sat in the lobby area and watched birds. No, not airplanes...birds. The kids were fascinated by them. It was cute. After we said our goodbyes and gave Daddy plenty of hugs and kisses, we headed off to church. So far, the kids have been okay. I've been trying to keep them busy, or is it that they've been trying to keep me busy? Regardless, we've been busy.

So last night I called G, and Ben wanted to talk to him. When I handed him the phone, he started laughing. Then when he heard G's voice, he started pointing at the front door. It was his way of saying, "Daddy, come home!" So cute!

George met with Nicholas and Dr. Jeneby. From the sounds of it, some good things might be in store for the future. It might require us moving to Texas in a few years. I'm not so sure I want to do that. I kind of enjoy having family near. I have an amazing church here. I know my way around here. My children were born here. It's comfortable here. BUT, I know that if this does happen it will be an amazing opportunity for George and our family. We will just have to wait and see what God has in store for us. I do know and trust that He has us in His hands. We will go where He sends. Anyone know anything about San Antonio?