The jury is in!

Our fate for the next 5 years is decided. We are really excited to finally know where we're going, not to mention how excited we are with the results themselves.

Starting in June, I'll start a one-year internship at Scripps Mercy Hospital here in San Diego (June 2011 - June 2012), doing mostly internal medicine and a bit of pediatrics. We're excited to not have to move far for the intern year, and I absolutely love the hospital.

In 2012 we will move up to Seattle for my radiology residency at the University of Washington Medical Center!

We are really excited. I loved my visit to Seattle and the program really felt like the perfect fit. We can't wait to become Northwesterners. I'm looking forward to a whole new world to photograph, and hopefully will get some shots like these:



We found out the news yesterday at the match day celebration on campus. The whole graduating class was there. Everyone gets an envelope with their match results. Seth opened ours.

Seth is excited to move to Seattle (as he informed many people yesterday), because "it snows sometimes there" and "Sean's going to teach me how to fish." (Sean is our friend who will also be at UW--for orthopedics. Seth is already aware that his dad doesn't know how to do things like fish, and he's already turning to others for help).

kids are funny

Ada chose this outfit, and insisted on wearing it to the beach - a regular fashionista.
 

Seth insisted on performing karate moves as I took pictures of him.

I Have a Problem

There was a party at church for all the little kids--a car party. Each kid was supposed to bring a cardboard box car with straps over their shoulders that they could run around in. Unfortunately for Seth, I got a little too excited about the project and by the time this rig (which was way too big a box to begin with) had a flashing light, ladder, headlights, and a hose, it was way too heavy and cumbersome for him to participate in the car races. Yeah, we showed up with a fancy car, but I felt embarrassed. Seth simply shed his truck and ran around the track with the kids. Well, the truck was a lot of fun for the kids to play in all week (more like a play house than a vehicle).

A week after the party, one of our neighbors suggested that if we all had our cars still, we could meet at the playground and let the kids have a few more races. Seth begged me to make him a small, fast car. All he wanted wanted was a couple "S"s on the sides (for Seth). My favorite request was "Please mom--put fake headlights on it! All the other kids had fake headlights!" Fine. The 15 minutes I put into the second car was all I should have done in the first place, but I'm just like that.