We had a moment of crisis when our helper from Friends in Action called to tell us that there would not be room for our stuff on the October container. After a week of doing nothing but shopping and packing and thinking that our boxes would be taking up our entire house for 3 more months, we were devastated! After a lot of angry words, and crying we eventually responded appropriately with prayer, and found out that it was all a misunderstanding! So, we took a deep breath, ate some chocolate (and by "we" I mean "me") and all was right with the world again. Well, maybe not the world. I know that disease, famine, natural disasters, and Lady Gaga still exist, but all was right with our little world again.
I didn't pack any clothes for myself, as I planned to just pack those in my suitcase. I did however pack 75 little girls' dresses. I know because I counted them out individually and divided them into what I had owned for more than a year and then listed them on a spread sheet for customs. Yes, I did that. Now imagine doing that for socks, shoes, pants, shirts, underwear, and even ponytail holders. Oh my, the ponytail holders! Anyway, that part of my life is over now and I am moving on. (until we come back for furlough in 4 years and I have to do it all over again) So, back to me.
I am having lots of fun dressing up my baby.
I bet she is thinking, "Thanks for bringing me into this world, Mom. I am sorry I gave you heartburn and stretch marks. I will make it up to you by being so cute"... I am thinking, "All is forgiven". :)

These two are thinking, "Get used to it, kid. She has been dressing us up and taking our pictures since birth, and is not showing signs of stopping anytime soon"...I am thinking, "Yes, you are correct. Get over it."
P.S. Let us all take a minute and look very closely to see the tiny ponytail in Mae's hair. Progress, ladies and gentlemen. Progress.