We got home last night after a very productive day in Waco. And a tearful one. Seriously. I broke down a few times, not because I'm sad about moving but because I'm amazed at how things are working out so easily. It's almost like the Lord is in control or something. Jason and I certainly can't deny that this is the perfect timing for making this move.
In a nutshell, we found a house to rent, secured excellent child care for Missy and Cade (that's when I cried. But that's another story), and put an application in to send Micah to a very high-achieving charter school. Whew!
Things are still moving fast, but going smoothly. The best part will be packing our house and loading the truck with 3 "helpers" 6 and under. If we make it to Waco with all 3 children alive and whole, it will truly be a miracle from the Lord.