Everyone is dusting off attic boxes with sharpie-sketches of Christmas trees and tuning their radios to Christmas stations and running extra miles to prepare for the extra holiday goodies. Not the Loys. Normal? not us! We are moving... AGAIN. No Christmas trees, ornaments or snowmen for us. No stockings hung with care nor popcorn on a string.
Oh, and where? We don't know yet.
(In all seriousness, please be praying for us about this one! Thanks!)