Saturday, April 21, 2012
Davis--- on the way out!
Other adventures this week included going to the grocery store to buy celery for Jumbalaya. We love to eat it and I'm sure Lukas mostly likes to say it: JumbaLAYa.... And he picked out what he always gets at the IGA-- a huge carrot. How can I say no? Yes, we buy them when he's begging for a huge carrot or two. And we'll walk home crunching away, til it's time to sit down and wait for some bird to come eat the "cherry" Lukas has found, and he'll call up to the roof where a bird is perched saying, "Iss mal Vogel!!!" (Eat it Birdie!!) and I don't laugh too loud, lest he stop and my amusement come to a questioning stop. I just munch my carrot and watch.
We made it across campus to see Bronson. Lukas realizes now that he's moving away in a few weeks. He knows that 2 hours away from Davis is farther than where Dad goes to school in Sacramento... which led to major devastation and some tears, mumbling "Can we go see him??" We'll see honey.
Because who on Earth knows where we will end up anyhow?? The job in Galt didn't work out. The teacher who wanted to retire isn't allowed to because her school district won't pay her health insurance. So, away we look for other options. Most recently Jared was reading off places with job listings for HS German Teachers: How 'bout New Jersey Jess? What about Illinois? Or Minnesota?
I said, "What about GORTEX?! You invest and we can live anywhere." (I freeze quickly)