Sunday, November 5, 2017
(The formatting on these is messed up and I'm not sure how to fix it.) Top to bottom: Marcie, Will, David, Seth, Gracie. Gavin rightly refers to the boys as "chocolate, caramel and vanilla" in hair color! I promise they're actual 100% brothers! The wonder of genetics . . .
Boys with pets: We all love our cuscus, Gus. Isaac takes him lots of places with him. David really loves butterflies/moths. He carried one mostly-to-all-dead one around for two days and told us all to keep quiet so we wouldn't "wake him up." He even made him a house out of blocks right next to his own bed so they could sleep together.
People who live here still have trouble differentiating the girls, on the other hand. They don't look terribly much alike, but their coloring is so similar!
Sunday, October 22, 2017
Marcie just climbs in my lap and takes over, moving my typing arm if need be.
Seth comes up to me and either grabs my clothes if I'm standing, or, if at all possible and I'm sitting or bending over, takes my face between his two hands and says, our noses just centimeters apart, "Mommy, I need to tell you something."
David very soberly walks up to me, head tilted slightly down so he can look up with his eyes only, and says, "Mommy, actually . . . " (Truly, almost every statement, question and request begins with"actually.")
Gracie comes near me and dances in place on her little tippy-toes, so eager to tell or ask me whatever it is she has to say, curls bouncing all the while.
Will comes up to me with his so-expressive face, worried eyebrows marking his earnestness, and says, "Mommy? Um, Mommy??" with ever-increasing intensity until I respond.
Isaac says, "Hey Mom!" and often includes a brief back scratch of acknowledgment.
They're all so different and so dear! I know our Heavenly Father feels the same about us, and I know we can approach Him confidently because He loves us so much He sent His Son to die for us, and gave us His Spirit to confirm we are His!
Monday, October 2, 2017
Just dropped off Garrett Harrison in Kokosan, where he is starting a new bible translation for the Gusan people of PNG. They expressed their excitement about the prospect of receiving God’s Word in the language that truly speaks to their heart: Gusan! Please pray for the people and for Garrett. It is the beginning of a long journey and Satan is going to do what he can to stop it.
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Wednesday, September 13, 2017
These are from two-and-a-half months ago, but are still worth posting. (There are so many I'm leaving them low-resolution.) The Skyrail cable cars go from Smithfield up to Kuranda, over the most amazing, high rainforest and really cool fern trees. We kept switching cars at the two stops up and back, hence the many different groupings. It was one of the most memorable things we did, one the kids have requested repeatedly to do again.
|Holding Seth at one of the lookouts on a stop-off on the way up the mountain.|
Saturday, August 26, 2017
Up on the Tablelands above Cairns, Queensland, Australia, these little guys - rock wallabies - run around "wild" but are obviously very accustomed to being fed by visitors. Feed is provided; I highly recommend this! Even Isaac loved it. The kids mixed up the words koala and wallaby to get their name for these adorable creatures: koalabees. :)
The girls had requested pink hair, so I sprayed some hairspray-like pink into their hair for the day. It made their hair feel and look disgusting, but they were happy and it washed out easily.
Saturday, August 19, 2017
On David's plan to pacify a hypothetical ravenous wolf, thanks to an episode of Planet Earth and as a new fascination with predators of the world, wondering if they eat humans or not. This morning his question was about cheetahs; this afternoon:
"Mommy, do wolves eat people?"
"They don’t usually want to eat people. They want to eat animals.”
"But do wolves ever want to eat people?”
"If a wolf was STARVING, it might eat a person."
"What does starving mean?”
"It means, so hungry it’s about to die."
Without missing a beat, he held out his arms as though holding an offering and earnestly suggested, "If I gave the starving wolf a dead fox to eat, maybe he wouldn’t eat me.”
I tried not to laugh aloud. "Yup, I bet he wouldn’t eat you if you gave him a dead fox to eat instead.”
Brief pause, then: "But Mommy, how could I find a dead fox?"
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