So much to lose, and so much to be learned about loss.
Elise placed fourth in a series of races sponsored by the St. Louis Track Club. It was pretty competitive in her age group. She trained hard and diligently and set a new personal best by a significant margin. We were so proud of Elise, it was hard to watch her disappointment. She managed to regain a gracious composure by the end of the awards ceremony. After a few weeks she got out for a run and then a few weeks later asked me to sign her up for another race! She'll be running in two weeks.
Thomas has lost his two front upper teeth. He has my favorite grin now. The last snapshot of babyhood. He turned seven last week.
In two weeks the girls are also competing for a financial scholarship at the music school where we currently pay for their lessons. Both of their teachers have informed me that the scholarships are usually awarded to slightly older students, but then they signed us up anyways. I think the teachers figure it will be a beneficial experience. So we are practicing hard, but I am thinking we'll not win...
Paul and Madeleine are having teeth pulled this week. Our dentist back in Norfolk told us they needed pulling last summer and we're finally getting around to it. Paul's is an extra tooth embedded in the gum between his normal front upper teeth, keeping them apart and leaving less room for other incoming adult teeth. He'll have general anesthesia for his first surgery!
I am learning how much loss I feel in change and transition, even when I truly enjoy my new surroundings. Our dear empleada and amiga Lucia had her baby last week and made sure that we found out that same day... We had an evening with fellow students that I knew when we were all children. Remembering our church, our estranged friends who were once so close, and realizing that we are now as our parents were then... I had a wonderful, but quick, weekend in Norfolk, uanable to see enough of everyone. My six-year-old niece's sudden tears as I said goodbye... Charlie lost another uncle, his godfather Tom...
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
Snow Day/Sick Day
How can it have been two months! I guess I can get homesick enough that I don't even know how to stay connected. Plus, there aren't very many stories of interesting places and cultural discoveries, unlike the past year's travelogue. St. Louis is a nice, family friendly city, and we are settling into a reasonably paced life full of blessing.
This month we are sending out a change of address/family picture postcard. If you have never received anything from us in the mail, if your address has changed, or if you know someone who would like to be included, please send us the address at cnrgibson@gmail.com.
As you can see from our photos, we made it to Montana for the holidays, stopping in Nebraska and Wyoming on the way there and back. Our trip was truly fun. We enjoyed every minute with Charlie's family--it was our first Christmas together! The children and their cousins got along very well, and we deeply enjoyed times of reconnecting with special family and friends. The kids got to go skiing for the first time. They were amazingly unfrustrated and could have handled a longer day than we had planned. This was even after Paul slipped on an ice patch while jumping on a pogo stick, giving himself a goose egg and a near concussion the morning before the ski trip. Our time in Montana was very full and warm, and we look forward to more road trips this year, returning to Montana and visiting other folks that seemed too far away while we lived in VA.
It is a beautiful snow day today. The snow started yesterday in the late morning and continued all day. The seminary closed at 3PM yesterday and is also closed today, as are the surrounding schools. We have a terrific sledding hill just around the next apartment building and an igloo under construction at the top of the hill. The sun has come out this afternoon as have neighbors of all ages. Everyone is sharing sleds--it's a great representation of living in community (the campus dwellers also like to share childcare, grill time, DVDs, and yard toys). The girls and Paul are beside themselves. They have been outside as much as they are able.
What about Thomas? He came down with a fever and cold yesterday and has been sick enough that he has not once mourned or begged concerning the snow! Charlie has been almost sick on and off all month and truly sick this week. He has had to miss class and to sleep during the day. I've been sick and functional. There are so many levels of sick. New photos as soon as Charlie is well enough.
If you come visit us, we will take you to the most fun playplace ever--the City Museum--or to the Third Degree Glass Factory where once a month they have fire juggling and swallowing, plus artists working as you watch and answering questions.
Love and miss you all!
This month we are sending out a change of address/family picture postcard. If you have never received anything from us in the mail, if your address has changed, or if you know someone who would like to be included, please send us the address at cnrgibson@gmail.com.
As you can see from our photos, we made it to Montana for the holidays, stopping in Nebraska and Wyoming on the way there and back. Our trip was truly fun. We enjoyed every minute with Charlie's family--it was our first Christmas together! The children and their cousins got along very well, and we deeply enjoyed times of reconnecting with special family and friends. The kids got to go skiing for the first time. They were amazingly unfrustrated and could have handled a longer day than we had planned. This was even after Paul slipped on an ice patch while jumping on a pogo stick, giving himself a goose egg and a near concussion the morning before the ski trip. Our time in Montana was very full and warm, and we look forward to more road trips this year, returning to Montana and visiting other folks that seemed too far away while we lived in VA.
It is a beautiful snow day today. The snow started yesterday in the late morning and continued all day. The seminary closed at 3PM yesterday and is also closed today, as are the surrounding schools. We have a terrific sledding hill just around the next apartment building and an igloo under construction at the top of the hill. The sun has come out this afternoon as have neighbors of all ages. Everyone is sharing sleds--it's a great representation of living in community (the campus dwellers also like to share childcare, grill time, DVDs, and yard toys). The girls and Paul are beside themselves. They have been outside as much as they are able.
What about Thomas? He came down with a fever and cold yesterday and has been sick enough that he has not once mourned or begged concerning the snow! Charlie has been almost sick on and off all month and truly sick this week. He has had to miss class and to sleep during the day. I've been sick and functional. There are so many levels of sick. New photos as soon as Charlie is well enough.
If you come visit us, we will take you to the most fun playplace ever--the City Museum--or to the Third Degree Glass Factory where once a month they have fire juggling and swallowing, plus artists working as you watch and answering questions.
Love and miss you all!
Sunday, December 2, 2007
Cooking & Climbing, Sitting & Singing
Can it be December already? Tomorrow "Thing #1" (see The Cat in the Hat) turns thirteen!
News Flash: Madeleine and Elise are gaining experience and confidence in the kitchen. I have found it best for me to set them up, answer questions, give reminders, and then leave the apartment altogether. If I stick around, I micromanage. So far they have made eggs (fried, scrambled, omelets), granola (from scratch), bread dough, pretzels, brownies, rice krispy treats, jello, and play dough. Additionally, last month Madeleine selected a recipe (mushroom pie, see photo), put the necessary ingredients on the shopping list, and then made the whole thing (crust included) by herself!
Our newest athletic endeavor was a trip to the rock climbing gym provided by Jason Dausman. We loved it. Everyone, except Thomas, made it to the top of the wall several times. Thomas went up many, many times to about the halfway point and then belayed down, happily bouncing off the wall all the down. I really think this was the main reason that he didn't make it higher. Rappelling down was too fun. He wasn't a bit sore the next day! We had to leave after two hours and no one was ready to go.
Our second 5K was run by me, the girls, and Paul. It was Paul's first 5K, and probably only the second or third time he had run that distance. I hit my goal time. Charlie is enjoying telling everyone how I finished first for my age group, but I have to add that it was a VERY small race. There were three women in their thirties including me...and several women in their forties and fifties beat me. The kids were very proud of me and excited by my medal. Paul got a ribbon for second place in his division--men under 19! Elise won a dozen Einstein bagels.
The girls are learning how to babysit. Again, better that I'm not there! They've both had serious experience in poopy diapers now. Elise babysat a seven year old who is bigger than she is. Madeleine is figuring out which families have the best libraries and what to do when she hasn't brought enough schoolwork and the baby is napping. Elise has interesting games for the kids, like "zoo," "run away from home," and "make tunnels out of the sofa cushions." Sometimes she comes home very tired.
Last month both of the girls had the opportunity to serve in church by playing with the worship team. It was a milestone for them musically, and a special chance for them to prep and rehearse with Claudia. Another special chance: Charlie and Madeleine are singing in the chapel Christmas choir this week, directed by Claudia who is also giving Madeleine voice lessons.
Well, that's our news, meaning what is actually different about life for the Gibsons these days. Really, things feel pretty much the same. The boys would probably want to tell you about their explorations in the woods out back, finding a cave/tunnel, and parts of a decomposing rabbit. They've also figured out how to climb a tree in our yard though it's getting too cold to hide in it, waiting for unsuspecting passersby, as they were originally. Paul, Thomas, and Elise also developed a new game in the stairs and landings of our apartment building. It was a version of "Marco Polo," played with a box over "IT"s head. That only lasted one morning. That was the same morning that Paul and Thomas popped out of bed early and did all their school workbooks, only to have Madeleine wander out at breakfast time and tell them that it was Saturday!
News Flash: Madeleine and Elise are gaining experience and confidence in the kitchen. I have found it best for me to set them up, answer questions, give reminders, and then leave the apartment altogether. If I stick around, I micromanage. So far they have made eggs (fried, scrambled, omelets), granola (from scratch), bread dough, pretzels, brownies, rice krispy treats, jello, and play dough. Additionally, last month Madeleine selected a recipe (mushroom pie, see photo), put the necessary ingredients on the shopping list, and then made the whole thing (crust included) by herself!
Our newest athletic endeavor was a trip to the rock climbing gym provided by Jason Dausman. We loved it. Everyone, except Thomas, made it to the top of the wall several times. Thomas went up many, many times to about the halfway point and then belayed down, happily bouncing off the wall all the down. I really think this was the main reason that he didn't make it higher. Rappelling down was too fun. He wasn't a bit sore the next day! We had to leave after two hours and no one was ready to go.
Our second 5K was run by me, the girls, and Paul. It was Paul's first 5K, and probably only the second or third time he had run that distance. I hit my goal time. Charlie is enjoying telling everyone how I finished first for my age group, but I have to add that it was a VERY small race. There were three women in their thirties including me...and several women in their forties and fifties beat me. The kids were very proud of me and excited by my medal. Paul got a ribbon for second place in his division--men under 19! Elise won a dozen Einstein bagels.
The girls are learning how to babysit. Again, better that I'm not there! They've both had serious experience in poopy diapers now. Elise babysat a seven year old who is bigger than she is. Madeleine is figuring out which families have the best libraries and what to do when she hasn't brought enough schoolwork and the baby is napping. Elise has interesting games for the kids, like "zoo," "run away from home," and "make tunnels out of the sofa cushions." Sometimes she comes home very tired.
Last month both of the girls had the opportunity to serve in church by playing with the worship team. It was a milestone for them musically, and a special chance for them to prep and rehearse with Claudia. Another special chance: Charlie and Madeleine are singing in the chapel Christmas choir this week, directed by Claudia who is also giving Madeleine voice lessons.
Well, that's our news, meaning what is actually different about life for the Gibsons these days. Really, things feel pretty much the same. The boys would probably want to tell you about their explorations in the woods out back, finding a cave/tunnel, and parts of a decomposing rabbit. They've also figured out how to climb a tree in our yard though it's getting too cold to hide in it, waiting for unsuspecting passersby, as they were originally. Paul, Thomas, and Elise also developed a new game in the stairs and landings of our apartment building. It was a version of "Marco Polo," played with a box over "IT"s head. That only lasted one morning. That was the same morning that Paul and Thomas popped out of bed early and did all their school workbooks, only to have Madeleine wander out at breakfast time and tell them that it was Saturday!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Joy
We just celebrated the two month anniversary of our arrival in St. Louis this past Wednesday by clogging and overflowing the hall toilet. It was very exciting--I would love to hear the children's take on what I looked and sounded like. We are now resolved to eat all our vegetable portions and consult with a parent before questionable flushings. While I had plenty of cleaning up to do and lamented our own culpability in the big mess, (in my panic to lift the ball float, I failed to recognize that our tank does not have a ball float, and pulled up the flapper letting even more water into, or rather out of, the bowl), I did experience for the first time the joy of home non-ownership! The maintenance department came along with a "Ninja" to vacuum up the water that we hadn't soaked up with every towel in the linen closet, and also to check behind the molding and under the cupboards for water and dampness. They drilled holes in the sheetrock behind the molding and checked the subfloor for excessive moisture. Then a professional water damage control company was called in to spray anti-microbial chemicals and thoroughly dry the kitchen and bathroom. They are very serious about preventing the growth of mold and mildew. We were left with four extremely powerful and strategically placed fans, and an industrial dehumidifier that was the size of a large dorm fridge. The house sounded like an airport runway for 48 hours. We all slept very soundly except for Charlie who was in the middle of midterms.
In other news, we also celebrated having added all subjects to our homeschool day by going to the zoo and by signing Paul up for piano lessons.
Now that I'm ready to give up on running, Elise has the racing bug, and is always ready to take me out for a training run!
Charlie has outpatient ear surgery this Friday morning.
Madeleine observed that this year we have met people named Summer, Autumn, and Winter. All this in a year with no spring! (we had autumn in Peru and now in Missouri, although the temperature was 84 yesterday)
Struck by the image of Darth Vader hurtling through space after the destruction of the Death Star, Thomas was able to articulate with dread and awe, "Darth Vader got away. He's still out there..."
In other news, we also celebrated having added all subjects to our homeschool day by going to the zoo and by signing Paul up for piano lessons.
Now that I'm ready to give up on running, Elise has the racing bug, and is always ready to take me out for a training run!
Charlie has outpatient ear surgery this Friday morning.
Madeleine observed that this year we have met people named Summer, Autumn, and Winter. All this in a year with no spring! (we had autumn in Peru and now in Missouri, although the temperature was 84 yesterday)
Struck by the image of Darth Vader hurtling through space after the destruction of the Death Star, Thomas was able to articulate with dread and awe, "Darth Vader got away. He's still out there..."
Monday, October 15, 2007
Artists' Comments
Naaman asked for the artists to comment on their work. Here it is.
Elise: I actually have 8 horses in this picture, but unfortunately it is all in pencil, so you can't see very much!!!!!!!!!!!! I originally only meant to have 1 horse in the picture ,but I just kept on adding more andmoreandmoreandmoreandmoreandmoreandmoooooore so I ended up with 8 horses.(my favorite horses are the 2 in the upper~righthand corner)
Paul: The reason that I wanted to draw this map was because I was writing a story called (temporarily) THE MAGIC SWORD. The map belongs to the story. The story is very long and maybe you can read it some time.
Thomas: (The only comment we've been able to coax out of Thomas about his art is "When am I going to get my rhinoceros back?")
Maddie: Where is MY picture!???!! It is based on a print I made back in Norfolk, when we had an art teacher. I'm sorry to say that the rubber block that the print was carved on broke in half. But at least I have a drawing now.
Sometimes I'm asked who the people in my drawings are. Actually, I almost never draw people I know, really just because it never looks like who I had in mind, and it's easier for me to draw people I've never seen.
Elise: I actually have 8 horses in this picture, but unfortunately it is all in pencil, so you can't see very much!!!!!!!!!!!! I originally only meant to have 1 horse in the picture ,but I just kept on adding more andmoreandmoreandmoreandmoreandmoreandmoooooore so I ended up with 8 horses.(my favorite horses are the 2 in the upper~righthand corner)
Paul: The reason that I wanted to draw this map was because I was writing a story called (temporarily) THE MAGIC SWORD. The map belongs to the story. The story is very long and maybe you can read it some time.
Thomas: (The only comment we've been able to coax out of Thomas about his art is "When am I going to get my rhinoceros back?")
Maddie: Where is MY picture!???!! It is based on a print I made back in Norfolk, when we had an art teacher. I'm sorry to say that the rubber block that the print was carved on broke in half. But at least I have a drawing now.
Sometimes I'm asked who the people in my drawings are. Actually, I almost never draw people I know, really just because it never looks like who I had in mind, and it's easier for me to draw people I've never seen.
Monday, September 24, 2007
Anybody Still Reading?
Well, I wouldn't be surprised if you have given up on checking this blog for updates, but we are still here and gradually adapting to life in St. Louis. Classes and studying haven't killed Charlie yet, and he is encouraged and energized by much of the material. I have almost given up on the last of the unpacking and deep organizing, and am just focusing on establishing and maintaining the daily and weekly routine, skirting around the remaining boxes and piles.
This past weekend we had some banner events for the children. First was the opening of the children's art show at the Francis Shaeffer Institute on campus. The call for art from the children of students, faculty, and staff of Covenant Seminary went out about a month ago, and our kids had been planning and creating here and there ever since. Thomas submitted a paper and duct tape rhinoceros sculpture. Paul had to give up on his castle made of a cardboard box--it was too big to hang on the wall. He eventually made a big map of an imaginary kingdom. Elise did one of her horse pencil drawings, and Madeleine adapted a print she had made in art class last year. The seminary is really thoughtful about including children in the life of the community.
Also on Saturday was the girls' first 5K race (that is a little more than three miles). They originally signed up to run with encouragement and coaching from Charlie who found that he couldn't get in shape in time. By the second week of classes I was in charge of their training and Charlie had moved to an advisory capacity. Well, the girls had previously only run the one mile in the Larchmont RAT Race, and Elise never seemed to have the stamina to finish our three mile practice without stopping to walk for the last mile. Imagine the thrill of the whole family when Elise with a time of 25:39 finished 3rd in her category (women 19 & under) and Madeleine came in 7th with a time of 30:01! We were just hoping to finish without walking! The next day Madeleine was barely sore, and Elise was hobbling in pain every time she had to do stairs, so that tells you who is really driven by athletic competition.
Perhaps a compounding reason why Elise was so extensively sore was that she also wanted to run the half-mile race with her brothers. This was 45 minutes after she finished the 5K. As they warmed up for the race, Elise kept saying that she was just going to take it easy and do it for fun. Wellll, halfway through the race Madeleine spotted Elise in 3rd place...but by three quarters of the way she had stopped to walk out of sheer exhaustion. When she passed me close to the final stretch, she stopped to walk again, gasping, "Mom, I can't go anymore!" I told her to just finish at a jog and then realized how competitive I am, when I added, "and maybe pass one more person!" as she ran off. Elise might have thought she couldn't run anymore, but I think she found that she couldn't jog or walk either. She threw herself into a sprint, finishing in under three minutes with the top ten or maybe even five.
What about the boys? Paul finished the half-mile race so close to Elise that Charlie, who was hugging her, actually missed his finish altogether. Paul had passed me with an awful grimace of exertion and determination on his face (you can still see it in the photo even though he is done running) and a little smile in his eyes. He ran faster than he ever had in practice and knew that he had done well. Does anybody remember Baby Paul who was not yet crawling at one year old and not yet walking at 17 months old? Paul was crushed to find that the kids' "fun run" was not timed or awarded, and that therefore, he didn't have a category, place, or prize.
After spotting Elise halfway through the half-mile race, we were surprised to pick out Thomas, in his red shorts, continuing his strong start and ahead of the main body of runners! By the time he passed me, he was pouring on the steam as he eyed the bigger girl to his side. This was astounding to me, as he had mostly jogged and walked during practice! Thomas finished at around 3:15--I couldn't believe my eyes. I still wonder if I saw the clock correctly or if the race was accurately measured.
What about me? Having never been an athletic child, I was so surprised and pleased to see my kids enjoy and excel at a sport. I found that I yell a lot more than these suburban mid-western moms--or am I just louder or do I just have more children to cheer on?? Apparently I also have a competitive streak that surfaced as barely checked indignation that the kids' times hadn't been recorded. The whole experience was totally invigorating. And what's funny is that we had thought we needed to pump them up by watching "Chariots of Fire" and "Miracle" ahead of time...
Thanks for reading!
This past weekend we had some banner events for the children. First was the opening of the children's art show at the Francis Shaeffer Institute on campus. The call for art from the children of students, faculty, and staff of Covenant Seminary went out about a month ago, and our kids had been planning and creating here and there ever since. Thomas submitted a paper and duct tape rhinoceros sculpture. Paul had to give up on his castle made of a cardboard box--it was too big to hang on the wall. He eventually made a big map of an imaginary kingdom. Elise did one of her horse pencil drawings, and Madeleine adapted a print she had made in art class last year. The seminary is really thoughtful about including children in the life of the community.
Also on Saturday was the girls' first 5K race (that is a little more than three miles). They originally signed up to run with encouragement and coaching from Charlie who found that he couldn't get in shape in time. By the second week of classes I was in charge of their training and Charlie had moved to an advisory capacity. Well, the girls had previously only run the one mile in the Larchmont RAT Race, and Elise never seemed to have the stamina to finish our three mile practice without stopping to walk for the last mile. Imagine the thrill of the whole family when Elise with a time of 25:39 finished 3rd in her category (women 19 & under) and Madeleine came in 7th with a time of 30:01! We were just hoping to finish without walking! The next day Madeleine was barely sore, and Elise was hobbling in pain every time she had to do stairs, so that tells you who is really driven by athletic competition.
Perhaps a compounding reason why Elise was so extensively sore was that she also wanted to run the half-mile race with her brothers. This was 45 minutes after she finished the 5K. As they warmed up for the race, Elise kept saying that she was just going to take it easy and do it for fun. Wellll, halfway through the race Madeleine spotted Elise in 3rd place...but by three quarters of the way she had stopped to walk out of sheer exhaustion. When she passed me close to the final stretch, she stopped to walk again, gasping, "Mom, I can't go anymore!" I told her to just finish at a jog and then realized how competitive I am, when I added, "and maybe pass one more person!" as she ran off. Elise might have thought she couldn't run anymore, but I think she found that she couldn't jog or walk either. She threw herself into a sprint, finishing in under three minutes with the top ten or maybe even five.
What about the boys? Paul finished the half-mile race so close to Elise that Charlie, who was hugging her, actually missed his finish altogether. Paul had passed me with an awful grimace of exertion and determination on his face (you can still see it in the photo even though he is done running) and a little smile in his eyes. He ran faster than he ever had in practice and knew that he had done well. Does anybody remember Baby Paul who was not yet crawling at one year old and not yet walking at 17 months old? Paul was crushed to find that the kids' "fun run" was not timed or awarded, and that therefore, he didn't have a category, place, or prize.
After spotting Elise halfway through the half-mile race, we were surprised to pick out Thomas, in his red shorts, continuing his strong start and ahead of the main body of runners! By the time he passed me, he was pouring on the steam as he eyed the bigger girl to his side. This was astounding to me, as he had mostly jogged and walked during practice! Thomas finished at around 3:15--I couldn't believe my eyes. I still wonder if I saw the clock correctly or if the race was accurately measured.
What about me? Having never been an athletic child, I was so surprised and pleased to see my kids enjoy and excel at a sport. I found that I yell a lot more than these suburban mid-western moms--or am I just louder or do I just have more children to cheer on?? Apparently I also have a competitive streak that surfaced as barely checked indignation that the kids' times hadn't been recorded. The whole experience was totally invigorating. And what's funny is that we had thought we needed to pump them up by watching "Chariots of Fire" and "Miracle" ahead of time...
Thanks for reading!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
New Address
Right now, this very moment, please update us in your address books! Here is our new contact information:
412A Covenant Lane
St. Louis, MO 63141
cnrgibson@gmail.com
(314) 576-3742
Please also forward our info to anyone you think would like to keep in touch with us. We don't want to miss any birth announcements, family letters, change-of-addresses, wedding invitations, etc. If you are driving through the country, give us a call--we'd love to see you and we have room for guests!
412A Covenant Lane
St. Louis, MO 63141
cnrgibson@gmail.com
(314) 576-3742
Please also forward our info to anyone you think would like to keep in touch with us. We don't want to miss any birth announcements, family letters, change-of-addresses, wedding invitations, etc. If you are driving through the country, give us a call--we'd love to see you and we have room for guests!
Sunday, August 19, 2007
From the Middle East to the Mid-West
+=The post below has been updated, so even if you've read this there's stuff below you may not have read.=+
We pause in the Israel travelogue to announce the end of our journey! We arrived in St. Louis at Covenant Seminary on Thursday evening. We set out Wednesday morning accompanied by our very good college friend Mike (whom we were shocked to realize we've known for half our lives now!) He kept us awake, intellectually stimulated, and cheerful. We were warmly received by our dear friends, and now across the hall neighbors, the Woottons. All our stuff is moved in--it fit!--but not unpacked. We are still working on getting phone and internet access. Our address here is 412A Covenant Lane, St. Louis, MO 63141. We are sobered and concerned by the news of the earthquake in Peru and also grieving the loss of Charlie's uncle two days ago. Thank you for your prayers and support. Classes start in a couple of weeks. We'll be in touch.
We pause in the Israel travelogue to announce the end of our journey! We arrived in St. Louis at Covenant Seminary on Thursday evening. We set out Wednesday morning accompanied by our very good college friend Mike (whom we were shocked to realize we've known for half our lives now!) He kept us awake, intellectually stimulated, and cheerful. We were warmly received by our dear friends, and now across the hall neighbors, the Woottons. All our stuff is moved in--it fit!--but not unpacked. We are still working on getting phone and internet access. Our address here is 412A Covenant Lane, St. Louis, MO 63141. We are sobered and concerned by the news of the earthquake in Peru and also grieving the loss of Charlie's uncle two days ago. Thank you for your prayers and support. Classes start in a couple of weeks. We'll be in touch.
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