


He went on an inner city missions trip to Indianapolis. They were randomly chosen for different jobs. My 2nd of five kids ended up working in a PRESCHOOL the whole time. The little kids loved him so much they did not want to let him leave. Glad they did, though....'cause his family was missin' him somethin' awful. I think his older sister was the worst.



They are glad I talked them into these "graduated bobs." No one misses the ratty, tangled look.
