and then there was one.

Freshman year, as I will always recount, was so kind to me.  I made the best friends a girl could ask for, and while us females have kind of stuck together (marriages tend to limit girl-time, Jazz and Mere), we have dutifully sent off all but one of our cute boys to harvest the field throughout the world.  And although come March they will all be gone, several will actually be coming home within the next few months.  Last night, we bade adieu to one of the last.

We love this boy.  I can't believe that while he's leaving, I am writing some of my last letters to other boys (now MEN...yummy RM's).  So, here's to all you boys doing the dirty work while we stay at home and husband-hunt and try to be students.