We're here, and I'm still alive...

Well;
We made it to Kansas safe and sound (well mostly). Have you ever noticed how a 2 year old's voice gets louder with every passing hour in a car? Actually, the girls were even better than I expected, and I made it all the way here without shedding a tear (perhaps I was all dried up after the couple of days before). I'll officially apologize to everyone for not responding to your emails, but Ty's parents have dial-up which means I can't view half of your blogs or anything on FB. I keep reading the comments to the photos, but I can't see them, and even though I read your emails and posts, I can't seem to be patient enough to wait for the reply window to pop up. So, don't even bother wanting to see any pics from up here for a little while. We are looking at a house "in town", though, so I may be officially back online soon! Until then, I'll leave you with a story from my adventures to KS. About 2 weeks before the move, Ty and I notice that my inspection sticker had expired (IN APRIL). We decided it was silly to pay for an inspection so soon before we left, so we just left it alone. It hadn't bothered be for 2 months, but now every time I saw a cop car go by, I'd hold my breath and my heart would race a little. I joked with Ty more than once that I'd get pulled over on my way out of Texas, and do you know what? IT HAPPENED! Just outside of Denton, my Mom and I passed a State Trooper who had just finished pulling over someone else. Somehow he saw my sticker, and with a flash of his lights, we were stopped. Can you believe it? I explained the situation, and he gave us a warning. My Mom was driving, and she said it was the first time she'd ever been pulled over. Sorry, Mom! Oh well, I knew it wouldn't be easy getting out of there. More fun stories to come, but that's all for now.