You have to try really hard to get your own holiday in our family in the first week and a half of August, but Beverly Patricia Hubers did it by arriving on August 5. To illustrate how difficult this was for her: August 1 -- Rev.'s mother Corrie Wetselaar and his brother Mark; August 3 -- my (late) father John Van Wyk; August 4 -- Nick De Vries, one of my borrowed sons; August 6 -- Sam, my real son; August 8 (today!) -- our anniversary; August 9 -- Finley Miller, the oldest of my 4 grandchildren.

Beverly was originally due a little closer to the middle of August, closer to the end of our 7 week Sabbatical. This week, our 6th week has been bit of a blur of some very non-Sabbatical like activities. We had her big brother Levi here for parts of 3 days, including the overnights. Steve and Debbie did their fair share with him in the afternoons and evenings, so if all 4 of us look a little worn down you know why. There is no logical explanation for how a 19 month old person can move so fast or reach so high.

There has been something extra to the beauty of seeing Jessica now with a daughter, because right now I am spending time with my youngest daughter. A daughter is such a treasure, and these few days we still have with Megan before she heads back to Covenant College are such a treat. She was in church with us this past Sunday, the 5th Sunday of our Sabbatical. We were too travel weary to go far, so Rev. only went to Trinity PCA here in DeMotte in the morning and joined Megan and me at home in Immanuel where we were both services. Where we proceeded to lie to everyone. Now I can unburden myself and admit that YES we knew the baby was coming the 4th or 5th, and YES that was why Megan came home when she did. Josh and Jess asked us not to tell anyone so we avoided, evaded or babbled on about something else. Secret keeping is hard work!

My computer continues to suffer from a mysterious illness. I am writing on Rev.'s computer after he modified it to short chair, straight keyboard, normal mouse. Mine looks like it is on life support with all the extra wires leading to it. It has had a separate monitor, an external hard drive and a different keyboard attached to it, and if a laptop had a nose I am sure there would be oxygen tubes running to it. Current project is just making sure that everything on it is backed up. So much for the book cataloging project I had hoped to do over in church!

And now we are off to celebrate our anniversary. Always feeling that magnetic tug to Lake Michigan when we want to do something special, we will get a bite to eat, find a place to walk around and wish that more than just one of our children could be with us. Our evening will include a special stop for dessert at a special place. You may try to guess where that is, but I think only our kids have a chance at getting it right. (Megan excepted since she will be the one with us, of course.) I will let you know where we went and if anyone guessed it right in my next blog. That will keep me blogging on here in these last days of trying to keep things as Sabbaticalish as possible.