Our birthday girl...

 It seems a really crazy thing that our firstborn is 7! Here are some snippets of Glory's birthday...during the little boys' nap, we kicked Levi outside to do man things (I think he hunted pretend tigers with his bow and arrows) while I got to dance with the birthday girl. After Taylor got off work we went into town to pick out Glory's present from Taylor and I...her own bike...without training wheels, I might add - we're really proud of her for working so hard to learn to ride it! :) Her brothers worked together to buy her a helmet...and they even decided that BEFORE we discovered that the one that fit her was the only one on clearance. :) That night, Grandma and Pa came over for supper and brought birthday cake, which Glory cut and served herself. She looked like quite the young lady - I am going to have to get used to having a second grader around. :)  We love you, sweet girl - you add such a different dimension to our life full of cars and archery. ;) Happy Birthday!

Daniel Courage is 3!

It was really fun to get ready for Dan's birthday this year. The older kids are finally old enough to be part of the plotting and planning. They decided what they wanted to get and I gladly took them to the store while Taylor supervised Daniel's nap one day. I was really proud that they were big enough to think about what someone else would enjoy and not just figure that Dan would like exactly what they would like. I coached Levi in the decision-making more than Glory, but we all had a great time making Dan feel special...and he is! Happy Birthday, Daniel!

Incoming!

We are flying back to the States tomorrow. Today is our last day in Honduras. Here is a snippet from my brain today:

My rent house in Seymour has "renter" issues.

I'm struggling to make a decision about traveling to Engedi (a Bible conference).

Last minute packing of our stuff.

Last minute packing for the Collier's things.

Work calls and gives me two jobs that need testing TODAY!

Had a long, wonderful (but time consuming) lunch with Honduran friends, one last time.

Cleaning out the kitchen.

More visiting with friends and exchanging of gifts.

My wife has learned the Honduran hand wave that means, "REALLY busy". (in context: "Thanks for stopping by, but I'm *really busy* right now. Bye!")

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Busy, fun, saddness, and joy all rolled into one 14 hour period! Whew!
Enjoy!
Taylor

The ??? Tester

My good friend, Rodolfo recently confessed to me that he still did not know what I did for work while in Honduras. Being that most of the people near us work in more of a "manual labor" type of job, and given that my Spanish is not fluent, I can understand that the people here do not fully understand what I do for money. In any case, I tried again with only moderate success.

I then decided to try something more drastic so I told him:
"Yo pruebo camas en otros países."

By his laugh, I think he understood. :-D

Enjoy!
Taylor