My kids are fine and growing up so quickly and I can do nothing about it. Hugging my oldest is like hugging a man! He started shaving last week. Yet he's still very much a little boy. He and his friend Zac got bored on Saturday and amused themselves with one throwing matchbox cars down the staircase and the other catching them in a trash can. Then they threw their shoes into the mango tree to knock down mangoes. It was a thrilling day for them.
Let's see.....oh, I spoke to the ladies at my church on Saturday at our Randomly Regular Ladies Meeting. Yes, it was in Portuguese - yikes! God has really been stretching me lately. It went well. I spoke to a huge crowd of 5. They were spellbound. Bless their hearts, having to sit and be a guinea pig for my portuguese practice. Now don't get me wrong, I spoke from the heart. What I said was serious. But I'm still talking like a 5 year old. Can you imagine a 5 year old leading your ladies meeting at church this weekend?? Beth Moore I am not.
We are gearing up for Thanksgiving next week....the temperatures have been climbing and my oven broke! So I'm all set. If the supermarket continues to not have turkeys (this time last year they had tons!) we'll really be ready.
Well I'm off to search for turkeys. Our first T-giving overseas I made roasted chickens and they are a decent substitute. And not as many leftovers.
Enjoy the pics of my big boy and his aging parents. And yes our camera has some sort of fuzzy, cloudy spot that shows up in outdoor shots.