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Thursday Update: 06/05/08

Well, it’s been a whirlwind couple of days getting adjusted back to Iowa time and getting settled together in the new house. Matt has been working hard with his dad in the garage the past few days getting it all unpacked and organized and putting his stamp on things as well. It’s coming together very nicely!!! We’ve got a plethora of things to do each day to get ready for the party and company this weekend. I’ve been finishing up yard work and yesterday I finally got to the store. I think I spent more money yesterday getting groceries than I have in a LONG time! It felt good though, to make up my list and go buy things to make meals again. I’m afraid I did a pretty poor job of making things while Matt was gone. I’m looking forward to regular meals together and grilling out on the deck! So many good things to look forward to indeed!!

Matt has been helping with things around the house that he couldn’t do in the old house like; taking his plate to the sink, rinsing it off, and putting it in the dishwasher; putting his dirty clothes in the hamper; going out to the garage and getting me a tool and putting it back when I was done…the list goes on. The other night, when I was about to finish up mowing the lawn, I realized I was covered in grass and needed to put the car away. So, I helped Matt get in and he put it away for me. I can’t tell you how good it feels to just be able to be outside together and the go back inside, and then go back outside…no big deal…but yet to us it is a HUGE deal! I love how easy it is for him to get around this new house. It’s just such a blessing to us!!!
Here are a few pictures from the last day in China:

Matt in his more time!

Matt and Mary goofing around...I'm sure they'll miss their nightly visits!

Matt and two of our favorite nurses who helped us as we loaded up.

One more shot in the room.


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