Another Slow Move may be in the Works

I took a trip to southern Germany last week. I was invited to a job interview at a Waldorf school. They are looking for a fulltime English teacher. I would teach grades 4-10. (In Waldorf schools, they start teaching the kids English in the 1st grade.)
I have a good feeling about it. I think it went well, and since I'm the only applicant, I would be quite offended if they didn't want me to start. They are going to call me on Thursday night and let me know how they decided.
The area is beautiful. Look on this website if you want to see some pictures:
http://de.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schw%C3%A4bische_Alb
If you click on some of the links you can see more pictures. The village that the school is in is called Engstingen. The population is about 5000. It is about a 1 hour drive south of Stuttgart, about 45 minutes north of Lake Constance, about 1 hour away from the French border. A long line of Dad's ancestory came from the area just northwest of there.
We are all hoping I will get the job. Pray for me!

It's been a while...

I thought I's better update this blog before it dies completely.
I have an interview in southern Germany (Baden-Württemberg; Engstingen for you German experts.) I would teach English full-time at a Waldorf private school. The area is amazing, in the Swabian Alb, a plateau chain that runs between the Danube and the Neckar rivers. You can look on Wikipedia to take a look at the area.
If I get the job offer, we will most likely take it.
I asked Ammon if we should move to a new house. He said, "No, let's stay in our house." Then, a few days later, he came to me and said, "Mama, let's get a new house and by Grandma and Grandpa." I wish I could tell him we could.
Ammon's new exclamation is, "Fußpilz!", which means foot fungus. He says it when he's, surprised, or just for kicks.
Also, the other day I was being silly and asked, "Ammon, did you have a googely gawg?" He replied, "No, I had a foofely fawf."