finishing up . . .

Our last soccer games of the year were today. Just in time, since they’re outgrowing their cleats. I was trying to take video of Calvin playing goal today — he was playing better than I’ve ever seen him play before, but (1) I got caught up in the excitement and forgot and (2) when I pulled out the camera, the battery started to die. Probably because I used up all the battery life taking pictures and video of this beautiful thing:

So that’s why all I have of Calvin’s game is this pathetic clip (again, there was this crazy lady screaming in the background. Some of his fans are insane):
He actually does make the save just as the video starts, but with all my jumping around you can’t really see it. But I did pause it and check. When it starts, the ball is not in his hands and then he catches it. If you blink, you’ll miss it. Obviously Carter gets his fine videographing skills from me.

 
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But I do take some pretty great pictures. It’s easy when I have such a photogenic subject.

The calm before . . .

The next few days we are just taking it easy before the big push to pack the house. The boys were practicing their photography and videography skills tonight:

 
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I know it’s hard to believe, but I actually edited this down to the best (least shaky) part. Carter was getting a little wild with the zoom.

It’s hard to believe we’re actually going to be living in Egypt. Not going on vacation, not passing through, but actually getting up in the morning and doing normal things like going to the grocery store or paying bills. And laundry. Tons of laundry. And even harder to believe: I’m not nervous. Yet. I keep waiting for it to happen and we’re less than 3 weeks out and I still feel calm. When I consider that 6 years ago I couldn’t leave the house to go to the grocery store, it’s amazing that so far this Egypt thing isn’t flipping me out. I’ve come a long way baby!

The biggest hurdle in my mind has always been the plane flight — 12 hours with nothing to do but talk myself out of freaking out, but I’m not feeling that tension yet like I would in the past. I used to play the game, “Exactly 2 weeks (5 days/12 hours) from now, I’ll be on an airplane.” And it wasn’t anticipation or excitement I was feeling. I’m still counting on the fact that this has been such an involved process with so many details and so many steps that getting on the plane at the end will be a relief. Hopefully God doesn’t provide a distraction in the form of a screaming baby to occupy my thoughts for the 12 + 4 hours . . .

we have a talker!

she had something to say and nothing was stopping her.

She’s always playing with her tongue now. Sticking it out as far as she can, blowing raspberries, rolling it around. Funny girl.

Tonight we were in the mall and the boys wanted to get her ears pierced at Claire’s. We’re considering it (never thought I’d say those words!) since we were told that all Egyptian girl babies get their ears pierced at a week old. I can’t bring myself to do it, but we’ll see.

Caleb found his own special accessory at Claire’s:

 
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