Where have I been? What have I been doing? No Bon Bon sitting around here for any of the Thomas Troops...the past weeks have been filled with loving Jesus, school, purchasing anything and everything, passport pictures, sailing, music lessons, Nana, the Air Force, tennis, more school, running, ball gowns, birthdays, riding in gliders and taking care of one another.
I discovered years ago that an overseas move is multiplied by at least seven compared to a stateside move. Since we will have very little ground support in London I would probably multiply it by thirteen.
Ed is pumping as hard as I am, and together it's all going to get done. I love to move with this man. Good thing yeah? The truck comes next Friday to take our household goods across two oceans and a continent. So in my spare time this week I'll be dividing oh, everything we have here on the island.
Speaking of, our winter clothing and blankets arrived from Virginia today so my upstairs looks like a winter wonderland!
Hopeful to be better about communicating once the vast majority of the work is behind us. I hope this finds you well...
Love in Christ,
Dinah for The Troops
The night of Jefferson's baptism was BEAUTIFUL. I only took video so I'll have to borrow a picture of Caroline's for later. A vivid memory in my heart. He was so excited...
OH PRECIOUS NANA came for 12 days to help with anything I asked. She mended, altered, helped in any capacity she saw, took me to Sam's (didn't renew my card this summer due to the move) and most importantly loved on our babies. Everyone had their own date with Nana. Ed and I shared!
The day our oldest son turned 14...Wyatt's birthday is always a milestone. We were able to see the Thunderbirds flying over the Hawaiian skies on Saturday and we went up in gliders on the North Shore on Monday! Great birthday weekend... 
This picture may appear calm and serene, but I'd just hunted all over this island for my chicks as I was committed to having a family picture the night Jefferson was baptized! Get over there and smile before the sun goes down...
Wyatt and Daddy heading off to go camping with the Boy Scouts. Tonight I was alone for three hours in our home on a Friday night...first time I can think of in fifteen years plus. Loved a quite moment with Jesus but will be glad to have the prattle tomorrow!
