We just came back inside. The boys were out playing in the sprinkler for over an hour and a half. I'm proud of myself - I didn't take even one picture this time (didn't even take the camera outside with me!). ;-)
Heather picked up some milk and cat litter for me, and she brought that over. We sat in the swing and reminisced for a while. Tomorrow will be 3 years to the day we arrived in Nebraska. In four days, we will have been living in this house for 3 years. It doesn't seem possible. Somehow, it seems like our time in Alaska was so much longer than these past 3 years, but it also feels like the time here has really flown, too.
It's hard to imagine that A.J. was Jack's age now when we first moved here. Jack was just a baby. We had no household goods for just over a month, and we became radical painters. We watered our then-dead lawn for 3 weeks before some life began to revive in it, and looking at it now, it's hard to believe that it was once a barren field.
Well, I'd better get going on dinner. I'm making chicken fried steak tonight, and I'm ready for it to be done. *tummy growls*
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