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Moving into May

Kassie worked her magic on my old brown dresser
We've moved and are now just 6 minutes and 22 seconds from the McKay building on BYU campus (that is from our front door to the door of the building as timed by me - Greg). It is a lovely little condo with two rooms, two bathrooms, and even a little study area! It is lovely. See Hinckley giving a tour below. 



In other news, I presented my business at 1 Million Cups Provo a week or two ago and it went really well! Folks were very receptive and encouraging and I am hoping to get some good projects this summer. We will see. 


Hinckley has grown more cuddly/clingy since our move, perhaps he is struggling a bit with the newness. He still calls our place "new house!" and can recognize we are close when driving anywhere nearby. Little does he know that this is the smaller of the two big transitions to his little life this summer.

Reading on his "poof" (created by Kas)


Reading in the rocking chair (cool design by Kas)

We are very happy with our new place. Covered parking, 1 block from the public library, close to campus, and close to Nana's and Grandpa's - it is hard to beat!

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  1. Your family is adorable! I'm headed over to the WFPB world! Thanks for the inspiration!

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