I'm no Moses

but there was a burning bush outside my townhome complex tonight...well, it was REALLY burning, not miraculously burning but not burning up...Interesting fire drill at the McKnights. Katrina was in a diaper and coat, Alex was asleep, Roger in some old birks and socks--not his most stylish moment, and me in his shoes. It was just a few minutes outside til we were cleared to go back in.

Roger: Great, now we have an arsonist in the neighborhood. Ready to move?