Thursday, September 06, 2012

Did I mention I turned 30?

Well I did. Back in June. Turn 30. In June. I could not be more thrilled.  Thank you Jesus for 30 years on earth.  For the most wonderful, honorable, amazing husband.  For my 3 beautiful, precious daughters.  For life overseas in S. Asia.  Thank you that the preceding list is the main way you humble me, check my sin, expose my dirt and draw me closer to you.  Thank you that life is hard, but so, so sweet, too. 

Sunday, August 26, 2012

Eavesdropping: A Perfectly Good Monkey...

You know how bananas get a little grey/brown looking after they've sat, peel-less for a little time?  Well.  I gave each little girl a half a banana for dinner tonight and there were about 45 minutes of hemming and hawing about eating them and by the time wills may have been willing, they bananas were grayish-brown.  You know.  Yucky. So Annie declares that she will not eat this "dirty banana" and goes in search to the banana basket of the "cleanest banana" and  I'm waiting for Jonathan to bring the pain, because not only has he told them to stay in their seats, wasting food is generally frowned upon in our fam.  So he, Jonathan, in all seriousness and with a grave and dignified voice says:

Annie. Sit down this instant and eat this banana. Don't you know, a perfectly good monkey had to die so you could have this banana?

I stifled my laugh, but only until I got into the kitchen and pretended to do the dishes.

As I write, it has been about an hour and both girls are running around howling and the bananas are yet uneaten.  And I am BLOGGING.  Not supporting. Not encouraging.  Blogging. Yep, folks.  That's how we roll. We are awesome parents. Seriously. Take notes.  Sigh.

All the best to you little dead, bananaless monkey.  It's a cruel world. I'm so sorry my children aren't more grateful. 

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

One (or Two) Days in May


This year we did the fruits of the spirit. 
I suggested we have a tree (I offered to draw a big one) on which we could tape a different fruit each day for a visual learning option.  The pastor said, "No No!  The children might destroy the tree if you draw one.  I'll bring a tree." 
The following day, this appeared. 

My girls thought it was awesome. 
They are decked out in their tamilian garb.  
alagaga ideku
(it's beautiful)

Ada and S. 

The sari may or may not have made an appearance. 

Monday, July 16, 2012

Happy Birthday To Jonathan!

My husband is kind of awesome.  He's the kind of man any woman would be proud to be married to, any sister would be proud to call her brother, any mother would be proud to call him son and anyone would be proud to call him a friend.  He's just pretty awesome.  Don't get me wrong.  While we are almost identical in all the deep heart's core stuff, we are almost polar opposites in the day-to-day how we do non-deep-heart's-core stuff.  But I'm changing so we're getting better in that area!  
Just kidding, babe, you make more than your share of changes too. :) 

Jonathan's birthday was low-key this year, just our little family grilling steaks and baking boston cream pie.  We celebrated the life of this amazing man who shouldn't be reduced to my lame rambling efforts to laud him on my blog.  Don't worry.  I tell him all the time how awesome he is.  

Jonathan in the late-90's when he lived in N. Africa doing relief work.  He's a baby-whisperer and children are naturally drawn to him. Including ours.  I think they like him better than they like me most days.  Whatever.  I like him better than I like me most days. 

This is actually a picture of our dinner out on MY birthday, but it was a cute one of both of us.  If I ever get caught up on this blog, you'll see this picture again.  Don't be mad. 

The best thing I've ever given Jonathan for his birthday is the three of these.  They are awesome. I suspect a significant portion of their awesome gene comes from their father. Although I don't think you get portions of genes, so I guess all of it is from their father.  The emotion gene is mine. 

The second best thing I've given Jonathan for his birthday is this!  It is very wee and hardly fits on our porch and there is not really much of a market for grilling in this country, but we love it and on hard days where we miss the states, a cook out meal is comforting. Plus Jonathan likes to be a grill Master. 

This was lily's gift (wrapped by lily and me) and the card,
lest you think she wrote it, was merely dictated and I wrote what she said. 

Annie's gift for Dad.  She wrote most of it and wrapped her gift.  Amazing. 

Grainy picture that does NOT do this creation justice, but, here is my beloved-hated Boston Cream Pie.  Jonathan's favorite dessert.  His mother made it well and it's only taken me 6 years to get the hang of it.  Last year, I made an ice cream cake. I was in no emotional/psychological place to make this cake.  Plus we don't have dark chocolate here.  I know. It is one of the great tragedies of my life.  BUT, my mom brought me a 5 lb bag of semi-sweet chocolate chips when she came in November and I've been hoarding them ever since.  And they made the cake super authentic.  And now I eat chocolate chips by the handfuls. 


I may have mentioned that sometimes I think it is hard to live here, in S. Asia.  Have I mentioned that?  I think I have.  Maybe once.  Or twice. 
HOWEVER, (And this is a big however), one of the incredible GIFTS of living here in our country is the 6 month visa run.  Every 6 months we have to leave the country, and back in APRIL (yes. There are several catch up posts that will follow this one. Sheesh.  Pathetic. But I will say that Blogger changed its format somewhere around then and it really threw me off.  So.  Don't judge.) we went to Sri Lanka to take our visa run.  This was particularly special for me to see, because Jonathan lived in SL (previously known as: Ceylon) when we met, and conducted our courtship online so that my friends thought I had an internet boyfriend, which I did not.  Anyway.  It was special to see this tiny tear drop of an island after almost 7 years of hearing about it and feeling like I knew it.  

We arrived in the wee hours of the morning, slept, ate breakfast, went to the beach and just settled into our beds for afternoon naps when there was a knock at the door to say that we needed to take our valuables and run because an earthquake in Indonesia of a significant magnitude had just occurred.  Oh.  By the way.  The earthquake was in the same place as when there was a major tsunami in 2004, December.  Remember that?  Well.  We sure do, because that was the whole reason J was in SL in the first place.  To rebuild after the tsunami.  

Anyway, the proprietor of our hotel took us all to his home inland and kept us there for hours.  The tension was incredible.  We were thrown together with all the people from our hotel, watching news in another language, completely relying on these people to take care of us.  Lots happened.  But suffice it to say, no tsunami occurred and 5 hours later, we returned to our hotel after watching some monitor lizards mating nearby. This gave me great hope.  Because seriously, I think they would have fled for high ground if a tsunami were coming.  Just saying. 

Here we are at the proprietor's home.
They served tea and biscuits, or, for you non-british english people, cookies.

The auto rick that rushed us to safety.  
The following day, after a morning at the beach, we took advantage of the overcast skies to take a inter canal boat tour.  It was awesome. 
Jonathan picked up a live jellyfish by it's non-stinging parts.  This is yet another example of the coolness my spouse displays on a moment by moment basis.  
Artsy Tuk Tuk Photo
All of the excitement was too much for baby ada and she fell asleep on me.
I think it was the near-death experience the day before. 
Riding in the front with Dad. 
The next day we went to see a sea turtle sanctuary.  To protect this endangered species, the owner of the sanctuary spends all his dollars and time to go save these little guys and nurture them into the wild.  It's had major success. 
Not sure how PETA appropriate this is, but they let us hold the babies.  
The girls were so gentle.  It was kind of precious. 
And Jonathan held this guy.  A rather large fellow who was saved from a motorboat injury.
 He moved his flippers a lot. 
Mary Stuart, I thought of you the whole time.  You would have loved this.
The above is an ALBINO sea turtle named Juliet. 
Sea Turtles are cool and all, but sometimes you just need to tidy up the place.
No rest for this little helper.  She loves to sweep. 
Oops.  Did I mention that we went with our dear friends?  We were all up for visa run at the same time and it was SO much fun doing a vaca with another family.  Our kids are months apart from each other and they are some of the most gracious, servant-hearted travel buddies.  Here's my friend Alison holding baby Ada. 
Jonathan taught Annie how to surf some more.  This is his mission every time we go to the beach. 
He tells me she has good form and balance. 
I also tried to surf, but I almost died.  So I stopped.  It's easier to surf when you're 35 lbs. 
Taking it to the ocean. 
Yet another reason I love this man.  
We stayed on shore together. Lily was a little bummed to be left out. 
We told her when she retires the floaties and swims solo, she can try surfing. 
She reluctantly agreed. 
Returning ocean victors. 
Burying each other in the sand. 
Victorious Surfer Girl
Joshua and Caleb.
Super handsome.
Super cool. 
Sri Lanka
What a phenomenal life I get to live. 
Last evening photo shoot. 
Lily 2 years, Ada 7 months, Annie 4 years