July in Kenya

So right after I wrote that email saying how hard it is for us to upload pictures, I decided to try it, and it managed just fine. Anyways, welcome back to our blogspot. It has been a long time.

This is a picture of Priska and me when we got your packages from the Goods. We were very happy! (Priska expressing her happiness with a scissors.)


We are enjoying a quiet and chilly Sunday afternoon here. Yes, in July it is quite chilly although you wouldn't know it to watch Priska whose habitual preference is still nudity. We have already braved our church service, which for me today included lots of mud and drizzle as I walked a 20 pound baby to sleep (Shem Shadrach--the ensuing backache will remind me to take the stroller next time), and had a picnic outside with my kids. Aram was preaching, so it seems to just be better for us to stay out of the service completely or else Priska invariably ends up marching up to the podium, when I have turned my back, to give her father a flower or a pretzel or something. (It's cute the first time...) Church right now is for us--at best--a sociological study, although I probably shouldn't admit that on the blog spot. But we go faithfully. Always with a notepad in hand to copy down new Swahili words.

I have really been working to make Sunday be a day that we don't dread. I am reading one of Mom's books, Making Sunday Special, by Karen Mains. It's been helpful, and inspired me that it is worth it to have Sunday hold the meaning that God intended it to. It is supposed to be the hight point of the week, not the abyss. So I've been trying to do what it takes to bring it up off the bottom, although with small children that is difficult. I wonder how Jewish moms were supposed to do it. For now, that includes me packing our diaper bag the night before (diapers, bottles, snacks, toys), planning / finding everyone's clothing and shoes, and planning and shopping for meals. It helps. Although I must admit I don't totally look forward to Sundays yet, but it is coming.

ANWAY, Love you all, and I hope your Sunday is great.

This picture is Priska "talking" on the phone as Baby comes after it. Also notice the small rabbit in the background, who soon thereafter met his demise.