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A new life means a new blog. I will no longer be posting at this blog address. If you wish to find me, go to www.betsysass.blogspot.com.
I was going to put this video in my last post, but forgot.
When Logan and Bridget can't see each other (which is often, since they live in different states), they like to video chat. They especially like the effects they can play around with in iChat.
This time they were in the clouds.
The last couple weeks of living in Port Townsend were pretty busy. There was a lot of packing, cleaning and tying up loose ends to do.
Logan doesn't like it when I am busy. We were getting more and more easily annoyed with each other as the busyness continued. It was getting ugly.
Enter Bridget.
Ahh. There we go. Life is always much easier with Bridget around.
Her and Logan sure know how to play and that leaves me with plenty of time to clean and pack. 
Seriously, she was a life saver.
She was also able to go to preschool with Logan, which he loves.
Another thing he loves...
Pushing the girls on the tire swing at school.
They just climb on up and wait for him. He is always very willing to help them out.
As long as he can hop on for a ride along the way.
Logan and I will be moving away from Port Townsend tomorrow.
I will miss seeing this every morning when I walk up the stairs
Not that this is the thing I will miss the most, by any means, but it has been kind of nice living a quiet life in the middle of the woods.
Don't get me wrong, there have been plenty of times where I have wanted to scream out of boredom and suggested we move to a condo in downtown Portland.
As I mentioned above, it will just be Logan and I leaving Port Townsend.
We will be taking this broken puzzle and somehow be putting all the pieces together into a new life.
Goodbye Port Townsend.
Every time we go on a walk, we have to stop at "The Rock" while Logan climbs up and slides down. Then climbs up again and slides down again. Then... well you get the point.
Sometimes, like this day...
