Steve surprised me last night with an unexpected gift: a fancy-shmancy jogging-stroller complete with odometer and MP3 player speakers so Kiera can listen to tunes while I jog. I wonder if he got it for me more for my behalf or his..... Today I locked our keys in the car at chuch. What a goobersnarf I am. What a pain it is to get locked keys out of a car. Steve's younger brother Kyle got his mission call to Japan and I guessed it. : )
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So how did you get in your car? Someone take you home to get your keys? BTW< now that your moved, how far away is your church?