Moving the washer...again! If you're not familiar with this story, go here to read about it. At least we had a little more help this time. Philip came over, and Juan, the groundskeeper, also helped!
I was tired of packing boxes...
Me with Lupita and her grandkids - a sweeter lady you'll never find! She would just rattle away to me in Spanish as if I understood everything - and really, I understood nothing, but that was okay. Somehow, you can still be friends without all the words!
The group of people who came to church the last Sunday we were there.
Taylor was sleeping and didn't make it into the above picture.
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