T-Minus 5 Days

I've been thinking about my upcoming trip to Sanibel.

About how different it will be than the last time I was there, in 2008.

For one, Jonathan is now taller than everyone.

He has officially lost the little boy chubbiness. Which I didn't even know existed the last time we were there. He was 13 then, I thought 13 was old.

I also watched a video of that trip. Holy crap! Voice change. He sounds like a MAN now. Gross.


(P.S. I have the camera I coveted the entire time we were there and hopefully will no longer have crappy dusk photos like this one. That is, if I'm not too paranoid to take it out.)


Jill lost a few teeth. Although I doubt anyone will notice.

And Sanibel's crocodile died! It's so tragic.

Serious question: should we take the gnome again?

If you could, please pray or send out good vibes for me. I have a job interview today at 3, for a job I desperately need. These bills of mine aren't going to pay themselves. And this job is perfect. It's temporary, it pays well, and it utilizes my college experience so it'll look good on a resume. But mostly, money would be really nice.