It's been a long time since our last post (way too long if you're a grandparent). I thought I'd take a few moments on this lazy Sunday afternoon to update any interested parties on just what's going on in our life.
The trees are a brilliant array of fall colors (yes, even in Kansas). The prettiest of the trees, just outside our building, stand bare, having been robbed of their leaves by the constant Kansas winds. Despite their noble attempt, the colors of Kansas cannot rival those of the Ozarks in southern Missouri. Dad and I took a much needed fishing trip two weeks ago to Bennett Springs, Missouri. My uncle Monte joined us too. I love him, and his presence was a huge bonus. Dad, Grampy, and Monte taught me how to fly fish in those waters when I was knee high and I find the waters there deeper in meaning each time I return. I like to watch my father fish there, the sun dancing in the ripples in the water around him. I suppose he liked to watch when his father and his grandfather fished there, too. Each time I return, fishing in the stream in the day and digging through piles of my grandfather's letters and photos, I realized I am returning home and walk away from the trip knowing just a little more about who I am.
After returning from the trip, I did my last week of faculty night call. It's always nice to work with the residents, but it's kind of a bear being up all night and sleeping during the day. The call schedule is set to change next year, with the next class of international fellows taking much, much less faculty night call.
This last week has been fun. With fall here, it's dress up time. We got Abbi to put on her ladybug costume this weekend and she really seemed to enjoy it, despite having pants that are much too big for her. April and I went to a residency haloween party. I've included some less embarassing photos below:
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