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Monday was our last day of teaching Financial Literacy at the IRC. What a sad day! We have LOVED teaching our refugee friends every Monday. This month they were recently arrived from Burundi.
Every group of students seems to start at a different level, but with our last class we had to start with the basics--like "This is a nickel. Let's practice saying nickel." We also taught them about US banking, how to get a good credit score, etc, but I really think they were just a little overwhelmed.
Yes, this is our home office.
You know, it's funny. Everyone that I tell we're packing up says the same thing: "Oh man, I hate moving." And I keep thinking, "okay, could at least try to be positive!" But the truth is, I've never done a real move before. I've moved a few boxes around while in college (I never really had that much stuff). And when we got married I just moved my few boxes into Mike's place. So I've never really done the "I have a lot of nice stuff that I don't want to get scratched" move. Until now. Mike and I are getting ready to move (Wednesday is the big day), and we are slowly realizing it will be a bit more painful than we originally imagined. Luckily, we have awesome people to help out (thanks all you that are helping). I just hope and pray that it all goes smoothly. Wish us luck! I'll post some sweet Chicago pictures soon (once we actually get there)...



...and planned a superstar bithday dinner.
"Wow check out this sweet strawberry pie!"



Mike and Erin at the beach. The last time Mike was on the river, he spent a whole summer rafting, hauling gear, and being a stunt double shooting the movie "The Same River Twice." Needless to say, he was very happy to be back. "It's been too long" he says.
Hannah, Joe, and Kate (Mike's sisters and dad). It was Hannah, Kate and my first time. And out of 18 people, we were the only three girls!

Check out this rapid. This is right around where Louis and Clark (and Sacajawea) turned back, dubbing this river the "River of No Return." Lucky us--we had paddle boats instead of wooden canoes. Don't you love modern technology?

There's Grandpa V watching the frisbee game. He was quite the swimmer on the trip! The water was never too cold for him.

Our favorite game: "body womping." We made a water slide by turning the paddle boat upside down. You get a running start, and then everyone holding the boat bounces you up at the last minute so you go flying. It was so much fun to watch!

Here's Jayma. We all wondered, "How can he sleep like that??!" Heh heh--so we had to capture it on camera.
Here we are on Neno's boat. What a fun trip.
We have to say thanks to Uncle Scotty and everyone who worked so hard to put this on. What a blast.
Also thanks to everyone that guided our boat safely through the toughest rapids. We rode with these guides: Neno, Sam, Joe, Uncle Scotty, and Jake/Josie. We never flipped once!