I'm just going to go ahead and admit it. we got a bit blogged out. It's been a little while since our last posting, and we both feel mildly hypocritical because we're usually the ones nagging people to update. Oh, well. It's like they say: "Cheese for two is a bean for most."
We have done a few note-worthy things since we last mass-communicated.
Jon got an email inviting him to apply for a position as a diabetes educator at the Barbara Davis Center in Denver. He flew out with Lucy for two days to interview. We have yet to hear back.
The next week, we all flew over to Utah so that Becky could attend BYU Women's Conference and so that Great Grandma Ashe could finally meet the girls. Pictures are pending.
Since our return, we've sold our love seat on craigslist, we sliced a thumb on a broken park swing, and Lucy managed to bite through the skin on Samantha's chest.
The love seat which turned into 35 dollars like magic.
The thumb that turned into horror while children screamed in delight.
A child.
