Going To Church

While I was in Myanmar, Dad was in charge. As always he was generous and kind with all of us. I hope I'm as nice to him when he goes out of town as he is to me. I feel bad leaving, but it was a fun time and I knew the kids were in good hands.

Here's what it looks like when they go to church. Ronin has now been moved up to the front seat. It makes for more room and less fighting in the back seat.