Southeast Tour Stop 5 ~ Virginia

By Taite (2/24/20)

Virginia, the great state of Virginia. Our time in Virginia has been a wonderful time for our whole family. It was stimulating to all the senses.

To the eyes with it’s beautiful scenery. The majestic mountains only a few hours away from the grand Atlantic. The 17 mile bridge and tunnel over (and under) the Chesapeake Bay was also pretty cool.

 To the ears with the sounds of history ringing strongly in national historic sites like Yorktown and Williamsburg. Williamsburg kept all of us in rapt attention as we walked through the town straight out of the 18^th century. Watching the blacksmiths, gunsmiths, and shoemakers. Learning about gunpowder, the governors, and court systems. And Yorktown gave us an audio tour of the last major battle of the Revolutionary War. While in Virginia we have come to more appreciate the French’s role in the Revolutionary War. They saved us.

To the hands (and arms and legs) Virginia gave us the joy of tennis, mini golf, and an unlimited arcade. A family set of tennis proved that mom could play despite her denial of any tennis talent. A game of skins was won on the last hole by dad (much to the discontent to the rest of us who played). And hours of Guitar Hero, PS4, and old-fashioned arcade games were loved by all. Even mom rocked out on the Guitar Hero. The girls might have stayed in Virginia if only to play more Guitar Hero, they loved it.

To the taste buds Virginia offered many scrumptious delicacies. Like Duck Donuts, a donut shop that made the cake donuts to perfection and then added more goodness on top. Food for Thought, a restaurant with wisdom plastered onto the walls (literally). Chowing’s Tavern in historic Williamsburg with colonial style cuisine that was incredibly delicious. And 2^nd St. Bistro that actually allowed me to enjoy squash (when blended with the savory combination of sausage, white beans, and barley).

And lastly we have the nose. Unfortunately the only thing I could think of for this was the extremely large number of farts that were expelled while we were in Virginia. I don’t know what it was, but we really cut the cheese.

But overall (minus the flatulence) Virginia was an awesome state that is deserving of its rich history, delectable delicacies, beautiful scenery, and unlimited arcade.

P.S We also stopped at Polyface farms (dad saw his hero of a farm), Sketchville U.S.A (Calla will remember you forever), Bruster’s Ice Cream, and ate at an Italian restaurant called Giuseppe's.

Southeast Tour Stop 4 ~ Maryland

By Travis (2/20/20)

Juan Moore!

Plus 1!

This trip started out with a 10 state game plan. Upon deciding that we would cross the CBBT (more on that in minute), it became an option to add a state because we would only be 70 miles from Maryland. I announced that Kate and I had a surprise for the kids today (Thursday, 20 February) and in perfect fashion they all responded with “oh boy, now what”. I simply answered with “we are adding a state to our trip and going there today”.

What is the CBBT? The Cheasapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel is a 17.6 mile architectural phenomenon that is both bridge and tunnel. You should do a little wiki homework and see it from google earth. Lincoln was the most fascinated yet I think all of us will remember driving into a whole in the water in order to be 75 feet underwater. 

This awesome roadway brought us to the eastern shore of Virginia and Maryland. For my geography buffs this is the out of place peninsula that people see on maps and wonder what is really there. I found it unique that it was a combination of Atlantic coast beach/fishing culture with mainland altlantic coast farming culture. There was this strange mesh of tobacco and cotton farms with seafood sold everywhere. The farmer in me also noticed a Tyson, Perdue and Mountaire chicken production plants with naturally an overwhelming amount of chicken houses (just like our turkey houses in MN). 

Our Maryland destination was Crisfield, the self proclaimed crab capital of the world. When in Maryland you seek the blue crab. We unfortunately are here during the off-season so missed on this important part of the little community’s story. We did find a great seafood place to eat and were happy to support a local family. 

(Lincoln’s “This is awesome!” face.)

As we close out this “extra” state it will likely be remembered for the Wilsonisms of strange happenings and for another one of mom and dads great surprises. That is, in fact, one of the rules for our travels - we have to be able to tell an engaging story about our time there. I can already hear each of the kids making comments like - “that bridge/tunnel was so cool,” “of course it is not crabbing season, why would we think any differently,” and “yep it snows wherever we go.” I will remember this day because we really don’t have to do anything extravagant to create memories as a family. 

On to Virginia 

Southeast Tour Stop 3 ~ North Carolina

By Parker

North Carolina was our next destination so we left SC after lunch on Tuesday, February 18 and drove straight to the Davenport’s. Our dad has worked with Mr. Van for over 15 years at Family Heritage. Their house was like a castle! Even the front door! Jack crushed Taite in ping pong while we were outside hanging out in their sweet backyard. My parents and their parents watched a ball game or something on their big TV that was above their outdoor fireplace. Ava, Calla, and I hung out and we played basketball with the boys. Then our families ate dinner together at a fancy restaurant called J. Alexander. My mom wouldn’t let me wear my sweatpants with holes in them. 

Calla and I enjoyed spending time with Ava. She was really nice and fun to talk to. She is really talented in gymnastics and works really hard at it. She said she practices 20 hours per week! That takes a lot of dedication. She has a lot of medals to show for it. 

Then went to a hotel and spent the night in Raleigh.  In the morning we went swimming because we really wanted to. It was really cold. It might have been the coldest pool I’ve ever swam in. I’m glad Dad found a hotel with a pool, but it felt like we were doing the Polar Plunge...with our swimsuits and goggles...in North Carolina. We stayed in the pool for at least two minutes. 

UNC and Duke are located really close to Raleigh. We have often visited college campuses along our travels so we did here, too. I thought Duke was most interesting because it looked like a palace. There were a bunch of tents in K-ville. I learned that students would live in their tents up to three months so they could get tickets to watch the UNC-Duke basketball game. Weird. 

After a couple haircuts and some ice cream, we drove to Castalia, North Carolina, to visit Auntie PD and Uncle Bayou. PD is my Grammy’s youngest sister.  She made some delicious lasagna for dinner and had Atlantic beach pie for dessert. It was really good (and similar to key lime pie). We spent time talking and playing games. It was kind of like hanging out with Grammy - really fun. 

Then went to a hotel somewhere in the middle of nowhere and stayed the night.  It was NOT fun because it was really cold, only had two twin size beds (at least that’s what it felt like), and there wasn’t a pool. In the morning we went to Waffle House for breakfast, which fulfilled one of Lincoln’s  goals for this trip.    

But it wasn’t really that great. 

Southeast Tour Stop 2 ~ South Carolina

By Lincoln 

We drove straight to our first tour in South Carolina, The Old South Carriage Company. We got a wonderful and historical tour through Charleston. It was most interesting to me that in the 1800’s, people used a pineapple emblem on their door or gate to indicate the fact that the husband was home from his travels and they could now entertain guests.  

Then we checked into our hotel. Once we got settled into our room we decided to eat at Swig & Swine. Parker and I crushed the rotisserie chicken. Delicious! We ordered the family platter and had a lot of leftovers! 

When we got home, Parker and I went down to swim in the pool. We were the only people in the pool so we had an even better time. Later Taite and Calla came down to swim with us. Once we were done swimming we went back up to our room, took showers, and laid down on the bed. We were so exhausted, it only took 5 minutes until we were “gone.” 

On Tuesday, the 18th, we had breakfast at the hotel then drove to the Middleton Place Plantation. We took three different walking tours. 

1. Meet the Breeds - a 30-minute tour of the animals that the Middleton family had on the plantation in the 1700’s and 1800’s. 

2. Beyond the Fields - a 1-hour tour of slavery and life on the plantation. 

3. Garden Overview - a beautiful 35-minute tour. It was like walking through a tunnel of flowers. 

They were all very historically fascinating. I really liked watching one lady make a clay bowl on a potter’s wheel.  I would definitely suggest this for something to do in South Carolina. Charleston is very historical and amazing in many ways, although I personally would not want to live there. 

Southeast Tour Stop 1 ~ Georgia

By Kate

“Let’s bring our kids to all 50 states before they graduate high school,” said Travis back in 2014 as we journeyed along on our second major RV trip. Thanks to Family Heritage, the Vansumeren family, and our extended family, we’ve seen most of the country. The southeast is the last major tour we need to take before Taite (who is now a freshman in high school) graduates. (The kids have also never been to North Dakota, Montana, or Hawaii. We’ll keep working on those.) 

Athens: First stop - a visit with the Rivas family in Athens, Georgia. We flew into Atlanta on Thursday, February 13, rented a car, and drove about an hour an a half to watch Eva Rivas play some basketball. We were surprised to see such a height difference between the first graders and the third graders. They played their hearts out, though! 

Kristy made dinner reservations at Chops & Hops. After basketball we all enjoyed a fabulous meal and great conversation. This was Travis’ first time having shrimp & grits. Taite and Lincoln tried a bite as well. They thought it was delicious! 

Sean and Kristy both attended the University of Georgia and Sean played football for the Dawgs, so we received an authentic campus tour. Frat row, north campus, Herty Field, Sanford Stadium, the chapel bell and more. 

The Rivas’ are sweet, generous, hospitable, and they definitely know how to give a good tour. We actually learned a lot from them and were so blessed by our few hours together.

Tifton: Some of our favorite travel buddies and long-time friends live in Georgia. We drove south through the Georgia pines to spend the weekend with the Vansumeren's. We got to see what a day in the life was like for them. It’s baseball season. Need I say more? 

Go Tift County! Tyler had games Saturday and Connor had games both Friday and Saturday nights. We layered up, grabbed blankets, and got cozy in the bleachers for a few hours (if that’s even possible). The games went late so our families ate dinner around 10:45pm both nights. That is actually the first time we Wilson’s have ever done that two days in a row. Fun to have these new experiences. 

Many of the players were wearing, what I thought was, gold shoes. When I asked about this new fad, Stacey kindly informed me that they were not gold shoes. They were previously white cleats that had been stained by the red clay dirt of southern Georgia. 🤦🏼‍♀️ (I’ll plan to get my eyes checked when I get home.)
One of the things we love about the Vansumeren family is you don’t have to been doing anything scheduled or fancy to have a stupendous time with them. We spent the weekend watching baseball, playing yard games (especially backyard football), eating delicious food, playing card games, attending church service and Sunday school, talking, laughing, and lovin’ on Berkeley (their dog). 

South Carolina was calling for us Monday morning. Tyler and our kids cooked a fabulous breakfast of waffles, bacon, eggs, and fruit. 

We said our goodbyes and headed north. One last stop we made in Georgia was for lunch at the Sweet Tea Grill. I had my kids try some southern sweet tea. Two of them loved it. Two of them thought it was too sweet. We ended up having 1/2 sweet tea, 1/2 unsweetened tea. That was perfect. On to Charleston, South Carolina...

Our New Place - A GOoD Story December 2015

In May we moved into our RV, rented out our Nautica Circle/Prior Lake/suburban home, and went on a journey looking for a farm.  If you didn't get the details of that story you can find them in my last post. (http://priorlakewilsons.blogspot.com/2015/05/weve-moved-into-our-rv.html)

Our prayer was, "Lord, your will be done."  In the past it had been, "Lord your will be done...but please keep us in Scott County." Or, "Lord, your will be done in (this specific timeframe)."  Or, "Lord, may your will be done...this way."  My prayers put God's will in a box inside my will.  This time we really meant it..."Your will be done."  Whatever that meant.  No strings attached.  As I studied the life of Moses last year I learned how much God wants to bless us abundantly - it's His greatest desire.  Often like myself, the Israelites knew this but seemed to only be able to submit to His true will when times were extremely terrible.  When the Israelites lived by their own will or made decisions out of their fears, life was not good.  But once they submitted to the Lord, life was better than they could have imagined.  Life for our family was not extremely terrible...in fact, life was good...great, actually.   And we heard God call us out of suburbia to a place where we can raise healthy food for people.  So we chose to submit and wander the wilderness for awhile until the Lord brought us to a new place.

Zillow had become one of our best friends.  Along with reading the news on his favorite new source apps, Travis would spend some time each night scanning Zillow for properties all over Minnesota and even some in Wisconsin, Iowa, and Kansas.  He had been doing this since 2013 - before we bought our Belle Plaine farm.  Between Zillow, MLS listings, and county websites, we knew every detail of every possible property within 6 hours of us. 

One night before I fell asleep Travis was reviewing our options with me so we could get some showings booked.  The perameters were:

• 14+ acres
• Close enough for Travis to travel to one of his offices at least once per week 
• Capability of raising animals

Travis was not being called away from his insurance business, we were clear on that.  The number "14" seemed to be a good breakpoint to help us narrow down the options.  And we had heard God tell us to raise healthy food (specifically meat) to be a part of raising up His healthy army. 

Most of our options included cropland.  Cropland would take a few years to convert it into good pasture land since we know the Lord is calling us to raise grass-fed/pasture-raised meat.  There were a couple properties with cute farmhouses on it.  There was one that I had been saying no to for a long time because the house was too big, but all of it's 40 acres was in pasture - exactly what we needed.  We scheduled showing for all of them.

Travis and I drove to this 40-acre property separately.  There is no way to get to this house without driving on a gravel road.  I was cringing at the sound of rocks dinging the paint on my van.  At the same time I was smiling at the thought of this tucked-away property, seemingly on it's own little island, only 30 minutes south of 494.  I turned onto the driveway.  (The paved driveway.)  My heart skipped a beat as I slowly drove the 4-tenths-of-a-mile-long drive over rolling hills and a small creek, between a blast of trees and to the most beautiful farm view I've ever seen.  Set high up on a hill on the very eastern property boundary, the home faces west toward every gorgeous sunset.  It was as if the heavens parted and the glory of the Lord shone down to say, "This is it!"  I hadn't even gone into the house but I knew it was the place God had in store for us.

We walked the property boundaries, through the barn, and into the shop.  Then we went through the house.  The house is over 5,000 square feet!!!  I started to get sad and slightly depressed.  I really wanted less house to clean, not more (as you can see from my last post, that was a bid deal for me).  I know our family can live in small spaces and do really well.  We would lose each other in 5,000 square feet!


Message written in July:
Sadly, we are not buying a house anytime soon.  There are a small handful of things that have occurred - out of any of our control (in fact, it has to do with the ex-wife of the seller and he doesn't even have control over it!).  These few things have thwarted our sale thus far.  We've been praying daily that everything would get ironed out in a timely fashion.  The contract we have and the mortgage interest rate we have expire tomorrow.  The entire sale expires tomorrow.  We will go back to the drawing board.  Once expired, the earliest we can expect to have a house is end of August, early September.

I'm trying hard not to be a grumbling Israelite when I know God has taken care of every last need and detail.  I unfortunately can relate well with the Israelites now as I recognize myself getting frustrated at the constant clutter of 6 people in our small space...the 'unfresh' aroma of 6 people in a small space and one bathroom that has a holding tank for our excretions (it doesn't just flush away)...the unending pile of dishes I can't hide in my dishwasher - because I don't have one ...the 'pilot failure' indicator light telling me that I still don't have any hot water to wash my dishes or take a shower or wash my face - and haven't for a couple of weeks...the lack of space my children have to go outside and run around and be loud or invite friends over to play here since we are in a packed RV park...the lack of space we have to invite someone over to join us for a meal - because even our family can't fit at our table...the lack of food we have because our refrigerator is so small.  I'm a grumbling Israelite.

They grumbled remembering all the good things they had before (they complained about their fresh meat and vegetables while I complain about things like space to run, more than one bathroom, a dishwasher, etc.) and weren't willing to take on the challenges and changes.  I'm forgetting the consequences the Israelites had for complaining about their difficult, yet temporary, journey.  I'm forgetting about how God gave them everything they needed during this transition time and led them to a place much better.  I'm forgetting that He's doing the same for us.  Today I'm praying that God scrubs my heart.  Even as I write this I'm in tears contemplating what a mess this all is.  It's frustrating and I want to blame someone.  If I haven't been in tears today I've been crabby - so crabby that Travis decided not to work from home and left to go to a coffee shop.  I don't blame him.

While I'd love prayer that this sale miraculously closes tomorrow, more importantly I need prayer that I will not be a grumbling Israelite.  That I will just trust that God has this completely under control.  That I will accept the challenges that we have been given with a joyful heart.  Pray that our whole family can embrace the fact that we have more time to be close (physically and emotionally) because our space requires it and because it is good.  Pray that we can find solutions to the problems that are really problems and be okay with changes.  I definitely need more prayer for myself than I do a house.  If you will join me in prayer, I would greatly appreciate it.  You are amazing!  Thank you!!!


Dreams are coming true in Northfield.  Parker has her own live baby dolls - the cats.  She hasn't dressed them up yet, but she's wrapped them up in baby blankets, taken them for walks in the wagon, and declared them her children.  Lincoln has often been a good sport and agreed to be the dad.  Lincoln is much more excited, however, that he can urinate in the yard and not get in trouble.  Taite loves the idea that this place can be a battle ground.  Nerf guns, Star Wars sabers, bb guns, or 22's.  (Of course BB guns and 22's only come out with adults and never get pointed at people.)  They all have their place at Adaugeo Farm Northfield.  Travis is loving driving our large, bright orange, Kubota tractor.  He's used it to dig posts, move hay bales, mow brush, plow snow, and give tractor rides.  It's his favorite and most versatile farm toy.  And for me, while I've spent much of my time unpacking boxes, searching Pinterest for decorating and organizing ideas, painting things, and building things, my favorite thing about this new place is the view.  I often say, "I can't believe we get to live here!" as I sit in a rocking chair in the kitchen or in an adirondak chair on the deck or in a camping chair by the firepit gazing west over the pasture into the sunset.  I am still pinching myself. 

This beautiful place is all His.  We are undeserving, but grateful.  I hesitate sometimes even to tell the story or share pictures because I don't want anyone to think that if you give up your own desires and follow God's plan, then you'll get a big house and some good acreage.   Instead it often means sacrifice and pain.  But we know that we know that we know that we know that the Lord works all things for good for those He calls

We know God has us here for His purposes.  We know part of it is to raise good food for people.  We are excited to do that, but we know there is more to His plan.  This house is too big for 6 people.  I wonder how He will plan to use the house for His good purposes.  I'm confident He will bless more than just the Wilson's through this place.  I can't wait to see how His plan unfolds.

We've Moved! Into Our RV!

We've moved!  Into our RV!  It's true...and it's hilarious.  We homeschool, we eat healthy, we farm, and now we live in an RV.  My friend and neighbor, Victoria, calls us "Modern Day Hippies."  I can't dispute the title.  Here are a few common questions I'll answer:

What?  That is by far the most common question we hear.  We've moved into our RV.

Is Travis' business doing ok?  Actually, nobody has asked me that question...but I feel like they want to.  I must point out that Travis' business is doing very well.  We are not moving out because we've foreclosed on our home or because he's lost his job or anything.  No worries.

Didn't you just buy a farm last summer?  Yes.  Our friends, the Backlund's, live there and work that farm - and do an excellent job at it.  We deeply value our partnership and would not want to ask them to move out or leave farming.  We have never lived at our Belle Plaine farm.  We've lived at our suburban home in Prior Lake for the last nine years. 

Why?  (Why did you move out of your home?)  Over the last 3 years we've heard God calling us into farming.  This last year went really well with the Backlund's at our farm in Belle Plaine and we were ecstatic to raise food the way we would want to eat it.  This winter both Travis and I felt God nudging us to be on a farm.  We felt it at different times and in different ways, but we shared it with each other and started praying.  We knew God wanted us to leave the Backlund's at the farm and He had something else in store for us.  We didn't know the entire plan, but we heard God say, "Go!"  So we started to go.  We felt a little like the Israelites following a pillar of cloud/fire.  We packed up our belongings and started following.

Did you sell your Prior Lake home?  No.  We are renting out our house.  Around Easter time we started researching what selling our house would look like.  We bought in 2004.  We learned that 11 years later our house would still not sell for the price we paid for it.  We would lose 10's of thousands of dollars...of God's money.  We hemmed and hawed.  We wanted to obey God and go, but we also felt like we needed to be stewards of His money.  Travis suggested we consider renting.  (Ugh!  I've only heard stories from friends who have rental properties.  I wasn't sure that was the right path!)  Travis was out of town on a business trip on Wednesday, April 22nd, when we emailed each other late that night to make the final call to start packing and "follow the pillar of cloud/fire."

How long did it take you to get out of your home?  Was that kind of stressful?  The kids and I started packing on Thursday, April 23rd.  We moved out Saturday, May 2nd.  By Sunday night (April 26th) I was a stressed-out mess!  I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off packing boxes in every room and trying to organize a move.  Praise God for the example of forgiveness, because my entire family had to forgive me many, many times that week.  Talk about ugly mom!  If I didn't think about it, I was ok...but the moment I contemplated which on the long list of tasks I should do next I nearly started to cry.  Praise God for the many family and friends He sent to help pack, clean, and teach and feed my kids.  (THANK YOU!!! if you were one of our helpers!)  I know many of our friends were stressed out for us.  Ummm...thank you?  Or maybe...sorry we stressed you out, too.  ;-)

Trevor, Tyler, Anthony (Matt is missing)

Who is renting your home?  "M.A.T.T."  That's what the kids call the Nautical Circle home now.  That Sunday night when I was at my breaking point, Travis and I talked and had a beautiful time of prayer together.  (I was extremely anxious at the idea of renting out our house - particularly because of our neighborhood and the association meeting I had attended on the 22nd.  I was reminded of the "architectural committee" and how the association monitors the yards and landscaping of the developments' homes.) Our time of prayer was very authentic and really calmed me down - reminding me to trust.  Monday morning I asked for more prayer from my amazing praying friends.  Monday afternoon at 3:30 Travis called me to tell me he thought he had found renters for us (!?!?).  We hadn't even made it public that our house was available to rent yet.  He told me our friends Tyler Grinder and Anthony Price, Tyler's brother Trevor (who we met on a trip to New York), and another roommate Matt were looking to rent in Prior Lake.  (Who ever looks to rent here?!)  They had just signed a lease Friday for another home down the road.  When Travis brought our home's availability to Tyler's attention, Tyler looked into cancelling his lease and scheduled a time to come see our home.  While I absolutely love these guys, I was concerned about the fact that these guys were in their late twenties and single (btw, ladies - they are single!!  Really great guys!!!).  I was imagining parties and the lawn not being cared for in our "upscale, single-family home community bordering the western shores of Prior Lake," as the association puts it.  Travis reminded me that Tyler, Anthony, and Trevor all have chosen a lifestyle of sobriety.  (One concern off my list.  I was already feeling better.)  Three of the guys came over to look at our house that Monday night (amidst our HUGE mess of boxes, dirty carpets, and walls dings that need fixing).  When they arrived I learned that Trevor and Matt work for a lawn care company!!!!!!  OMPickles!  They moved in Saturday, May 2nd, and had already stopped by to mow our lawn once.  I didn't have to fix a single scratch in my house, I didn't need to replace any light fixtures (aside from burned out bulbs), they didn't need the carpets cleaned.  On top of all that, these young gentlemen with strong arms were willing to move our furniture to the basement (and we will store it all there - we don't need to keep it all in PODS or vaults).  I mean, seriously!  God answered every concern and anxiety I had.  Matt, Anthony, Tyler, Trevor.  MATT.  The MATT house.  Clever.

Is your RV at the farm?  Or where are you parked?  We are not at the farm.  We live at Dakota Meadows...Mystic Lake's RV Park.  Yes, we are a Christian homeschooling family and we live in the casino's parking lot.  It was just easier to live here for a few weeks while we finish school and co-ops and move things around at our Nautica Circle house.

Will you be there all summer?  No.  We intended to leave May 31st to take a 6-week road trip to Boston.  We will return by July 11.

Have you seen "Tiny House"?  Ha!  Yes - one episode.  We know God is leading us to simplify and do more with less stuff.  Our ability to live in our RV has shown us how great life can be with less.  I'm not sure a tiny house is in our future.  However, I really like the idea of making all our space useful.  Our Nautica Circle house has 4,000 square feet (some of it unfinished - perfect for storage).  I would prefer to only have to clean 2,000 square feet, maybe less?.  (That will force me to store less stuff, too.  We just had one great purge.  I see another in our near future.)

Are you crazy?  Yes.  This is the most common question (and comment) we hear from people.  And we would agree that, yes, we are crazy.  We prefer to call it adventurous.  Never a dull moment at the Wilson house, I guess. 

How is it, living in your RV?  Most people are concerned about us not having enough space and time apart.  We have amazing friends who all have offered for us to use their space, showers, spare rooms and more.  We have imposed ourselves on my sister quite often (she lives about a 1/2 mile from our new residence) for laundry and meals.  For the most part we've done really well living in our 400 square foot tenement on wheels.  It only takes about 10 minutes to clean our entire home!  (My favorite part!)  We've played a lot of games, laughed a lot, and just done life in a smaller space.  So far, so good.  Ask us again in another week or two. 

At one point in this whole process, I was about to cry thinking about all that had to be done in a few days.  Now I'm about to cry seeing how God took care of every last detail.  We praise Him and we are excited to see where He leads us!