Our last few days in Indiana are kind of a blur, and seem like they happened a life time ago. These first couple are from the second to last day we were there, and perfectly sum up how I feel about the relationship between Hyrum and little kid Matthew. He's not a bad kid and I'm glad the boys had a playmate in our circle, but he certainly grew up a lot and turned quite mean by the end of the summer.
This was the day before we left. Matthew had taken everything (including the sit-n-stand) out of the van to start packing it, so Abraham and Mercy took the opportunity to enjoy one last afternoon hanging out in the yard. I'm sure they were hoping for a walk, but there was a lot to do and several "one last..." got left undone.
Our stuff is getting packed and loaded into a truck this week, and soon all that will be left in our beloved Bainbridge house is the ghost of a Kress dance party.
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