Yesterday I took the Irish Twins on a bike ride. We made our way through our small South Dakota town and enjoyed the fantastic Spring day.
We laughed and giggled and Vicbowin biffed it twice.
Then when we got home both of them were notably reserved.
"Mom," they both confided in me later on, "I don't want to move."
Of course of them are really looking forward to being closer to their cousins and for, Vicbowin at least, the opportunity to have a social circle that holds the same values.
But we'll be leaving a part of our heart here in this fantastic, mesmerizing place. When I moved here I never thought for one second that I would love it this much. I imagined a barren grassland with tumble weeds floating across the roads, yet what I found was rolling corn fields as far as the eye can see; friendly neighbors the likes of which I've never experienced; safe streets and parks for my children to grow up without worrying about hurtful people.
I'll definitely miss it here... so will the kids.
Although I think we all agree that we're glad we'll be gone before the mosquito's sprout their fangs.