J&E are at MHS this weekend. I’m mostly grading piles of TPS papers. Elizabeth and Nessa are doing school at the dining room table as Tobin naps. They’ve been at it for while, and Nessa’s eyes look a little glazed but she’s still hard at it. Nessa just came in with a wide grin and read me: “Sam sat. Sam has an ax.”

Dad, your sermon writing episode did sound fitting. I wish that I could hear the sermon. Do you type your notes and would you ever consider posting them?

Love to all.

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