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Grandma's Kitchen makes a good biscuit and gravy plate. In fact, I've eaten breakfast there for the last 2 mornings and if it weren't so darn expensive I'd be back there this morning, too. Good coffee too and a bottomless cup to boot.

Our Little-What's-Her-Name is staying put for the time being. Together we've gained a pound over the last week (thanks Grandma!) and her heart rate is normal. Every evening around 9pm she begins tumbling class which is quite entertaining although at times a bit painful.

I'm realizing that there will be a few difficult adjustments when we move back to Xi'an. One being that Mom will be living in Wuhan and not with us. I like having her around in the mornings to chat with, going with me to the store and just being here. It will also be hard having Yali back in our lives full-time. We've really enjoyed being stay-at-home parents. And then there's the variety of Beijing that Xi'an lacks.

But with these things I also think about our new apartment, friends, teachers, and Xi'an food all waiting for us back home. And when I think of those things I know we'll adjust back just fine.

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