Neutered

No, we did not get another pet. (Like Bella isn't enough work!) And no, there has been no surgery for Jeremy (though he might wish so). The occasion is that we are now the proud? owners of a minivan, and because of that Jeremy says he's been neutered. Apparently men are too good for minivans. Maybe it's a symbol that their lives are officially over. Sorry, honey, you'll come around.

On a more positive note, we want to wish a big congratulations to Jeremy's dad Don, who was just awarded the Robert J. Collier Trophy for the greatest achievement in aeronautics or astronautics in America. Don would never brag on himself so his wife Cheryl had to pass along the news. Basically, he was part of a group who invented "Garmin for airplanes." He is so smart.

The girls and I made it home on Thursday from Nebraska, and they were wonderful on the 8-hour car ride, just the 3 of us. Trying to change Emily's diaper in the rest area bathroom was interesting while Bri tried to run off, but we got it done! Thanks for praying, mom; I know that's what got us through. The girls were excited to see Daddy and Bella (Gabby, not so much), but Emily misses Ellie (my parents' cat). She was obsessed with Ellie (pronounced "ah-ee" by her) and was constantly looking for her, inside and out. Ellie didn't even seem to mind being laid on and dragged by the tail.

Now it's back to a "normal" summer, with no more trips in sight. Sounds pretty good to me right now.