merci la canada... so french.

those were words said at the closing ceremonies. how appropriate.  after just 2 short weeks, the olympics are over. the story telling is gone, though not over. the signs have come down. and it's all just a sweet memory now. can you believe it? 2 weeks already!

today was a crazy day. one of the boys had the stomach bug. i find myself using so many remedies that my mom did for me when i was little. it's just what is comforting. so i was washing sheets and clothes and comforting and filling up cups with ginger ale. i got out for a bit... we walked to the school and ran around the basketball courts (someone was at home with tj, of course!). but it was a long day, that's for sure.

in the midst of it all, two really great friends left for south carolina. today was their moving day. as i type this, tears already are filling my eyes. a combo of tiredness deliriousness and my natural state of being a cry baby (i get that gene from my mom. thanks, mom!). moving is such a weird thing. it's for sure what's right. God's plan. HIS timing, for sure. But how crazy that God thought it a good idea to put such great people into my life for only a couple months. so after they stopped by after church, after our last hug for a while, i cried. and the baby, still in my arms, gave me a hug. presh.

unlike the olympics, these friends didn't serve here for a gold medal. they didn't do it for the glory of themselves. and i don't really have to wait another 2 years to enjoy their company.  but i will miss my mid-west friendly friends. so i sit here, eating puppy chow (chex cereal w/ pb and chocolate!) in honor of them. good friends. good times.