This is the place Matt and I refer to as the good ole' days. This is where our Logan adventure all started. Some of you have heard me refer to the Aggie village days...well this is it. It is a cindarblock 500 sq foot apartment, where we moved in the middle of winter from our warm California home.(side note: I remember moving in in the middle of a snow storm. Some really cute neighbors helped us as we ran from the moving van to the apartment. My brother Jeff came to help and it took him four hours to get home through the snow storm) This is where we brought Eliza home from the hospital and where we met some of our dearest friends. The apartments behind Matt's car were for the rich kids..namely the "brossards". I love the aggie village days. I even cried when we moved. Can you imagine crying while leaving a tiny little apartment with cinderblock walls? Well let's just say I get attached...
