My, oh my, are we behind.

Largely due to the insane turn our lives have taken in the last few weeks.

About two weeks ago, on a Thursday evening, our dear friend, boss, and camp director, Chuck Frasier passed away. A good friend said that it felt like the president had died and indeed it had. The next days were filled with preparations and floods of people making their way up north (days before Thanksgiving, no less) to mourn the loss and celebrate the life of a great Godly man. All I could think to do was be in the kitchen as much as possible, so that's what I did. And then all of a sudden it was time to fly down to Chicago in time for Thanksgiving. And it was pretty whirlwind there, as it usually is. When we finally came home last Tuesday, it had never felt so good to be home and do normal things again. And now. Things are weird. Exciting. Sad. And weird. I will be the cook this winter. Which, again, is exciting and sad and weird. Kyle and I are figuring out when to move. Exciting, sad, and weird. That pretty much sums up our lives right now. Exciting, sad, and weird.

Fortunately, we have many photos to show for our time in Chicago.

This was actually a few weeks ago. Charlie enjoying some coffee with Dad from her own personal mug.

I love that little budding personality.
She makes this face a lot.

Charlotte's first Thanksgiving!

Hanging out with the cousins.

Cutie Emmett. Sometimes I think Charlotte looks so much like these boys.

I am in love with this penguin outfit. It made many appearances in Chicago. Thanks, Rummelhoffs!

Charlie and Uncle Mike.

Charlie with Auntie Amy and Kassi.

Leftover Smorgasbord.

Really diggin Uncle Joe's beard.

Joe and Charlie.

More penguin with Grandma Patti and Great Aunt Karen.

Playing with Auntie Katie.

Silly faces.

And always always always a visit to Starbuck's with Auntie Megan.

And finally....

That's right, we have toes IN the mouth!