A taste of home

Hannah and her new old friend

Over the Martin Luther King, Jr. holiday, we had our first overnight guest. Kristin Karlsson, our dear friend from Fresno, braved the cold weather to come spend the weekend with us. We had such a great time showing her around town and introducing her to our friends. We also used her visit as an excuse to visit the local ice cream shop, the famous "Palace Cafe" (since 1892!), and the radio station where my grandfather worked in the 1940's.

The kids loved having Kristin around, too. Hannah took to her almost instantly and was glued to her hip the whole weekend. Gideon, of course remembered her from Fresno and loved having a new person to play trains and playdough with.

The evening before she left, there were several times I had to remind myself that I wasn't in Fresno. It all started with a Java Mocha frappacino from Starbucks combined with hanging out with KK. Then we went home and played Nertz until about midnight, depite the fact that we had to get up at 5:45 the next morning to get her to the bus station. Sigh...the good ol' days.

Yeah, we sure miss our friends/family, and getting that little taste of home made us wonder if we made a big mistake by leaving. But we know God brought us here for a reason and we truly are making the most of it.