Glad we moved here

Well, last Saturday was a good day - my niece had to go to the hospital.

Now, before you ask, I DO love my niece. I describe it as a good day, because it illustrated one of the reasons we moved here.

FAMILY.

I got a call in the morning from my sister, who told me that my niece went into the hospital late the night before. She wanted to know if I could help her out. We gladly dropped everything, and I went to pick up my sister and her other daughter, and brought them over to our house. Larissa looked after the little one, while I took my sister to the hospital. I switched my sister for my brother-in-law, who had been up all night, and took him home for a nap. They came home from the hospital later that day, all seems well.

I am happy we moved here.

-André