Guatemala Part 1
Things I learned in Guatemala:
I'm actually quite tall.
Market day is an extreme sport.
Every little kid selling bracelets will give me a good price.
An empty pop can makes a good soccer ball.
Dirt floors and tin roofs make a happy home too.
My laundry work isn't so bad after all.
The more colors, the better.
English translations aren't always what you think:
Super Pizza (with jam, sausage, championes, tuna, salami, and craf cheese)
My mother is the only non-speaking Spanish-person in our family. Oddly she doesn't look Spanish and she does seem to speak...
I will not be doing any water sports in Guatemala.
Little miracles happen all the time.
(The highlight of the trip was dropping by Scott's first area in Solodad. We were able to visit right before church and meet a blind sister he had baptized.)
A big dose of humility is good. (For instance, I look like a nerd when ziplining.)
Quick thoughts
So I'm finally up with the times and have my own blog. You'd think if someone was a "webmaster" that they might be current with a full family history...
Now I'm frantically searching my mind for all those clever things my kids did and all those life changing thoughts that would really help all who read my little blog. Nothing.
Just two quick stories about both kids. Maybe then I can feel at ease knowing that my children's lives are adequately documented.
Jake has always been interested in numbers. He loves to ask random people (fellow shoppers at Wal-Mart, those who happen to stop next to us at a red light, etc) what their address is. Finally Jake discovered his life calling when we went through the Wal-Greens drive thru to pick up a prescription. Jake decided he would like to be the teller asking people for their address to verify their getting the correct prescription. We are in the process of getting him a store job application right now.
Afton has profound moments when I realize just how fast she is growing up. This week she saw a little girl walking with just her mom. She pointed at the little girl and said "Ohhh, that little girl doesn't have a brother." Let's just hope she always appreciates that she has a big brother!
My laundry work isn't so bad after all.
A big dose of humility is good. (For instance, I look like a nerd when ziplining.)
1 comment:
I would love to go on a trip like this! Dirt floors and a tin roof do make happy homes too. Sometimes simple is wonderful. We didn't get your Christmas card?! Did you get a new camera? Your pictures are great.
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