And Then There Were Three...

We sent off our third of four children today.  Tyler left this morning with the YACS (our church youth group) for a week-long mission trip to Minneapolis.  I've gone with the YACS on two similar trips, and was disappointed that I don't get to go along this year.  But Tyler left, and so it's just Karin and Sam and I.  (And the two cats.)

We worshiped at Pella I this morning, as Ty and the YACS were commissioned.  Pastor Scott did a good job, and it was a good day of worship and rest.  But it was also a hard day, since it was Father's Day, and for the first time, I couldn't call my Dad on Father's Day.  I miss him.