Monthly Archives: March 2009

Last night  I found myself sharing  my shower  with this little guy: I decided he was cute, and as long as he doesn’t find himself in my bed, I am ok with him hanging around. But PLEASE little lizard hide yourself from … Continue reading →

My last three years in the States can be marked as the years I gained self confidence and independence. Prior to that I was a very timid, shy little thing, I didn’t really like myself all that much, depended WAY too … Continue reading →

Caleb’s favorite thing to do these days is talk – more specifically- “Let’s Talk Cars.” He wants to get to the point. Matter and Lightening McQueen are his favorites, and Mama’s is Lizzie, but Lizzie is his car and he … Continue reading →

I am beyond amazed still that we are here in Brazil. How did that happen again?

It was a wonderful welcome home. Pat and Nedra hung a sign on the front of their house welcoming us to Brazil. It was very sweet- and is still hanging! I love to watch people passing by trying to read … Continue reading →

Okay – so I have attempted to post something about how we are doing – our trip here etc. AND IT HASN”T WORKED all four times. I am a tad bit frustrated! So here is what I suggest- you send … Continue reading →

Cliche. I know- But our story continues on, begining sadly with goodbye’s too some of our favorite people. Thankfully in Brazil we were embraced lovingly by some of our other favorite people…. *** I did write a huge post with … Continue reading →

I promise to fill you all in soon- but we are having trouble with the internet connection, and I have had a frustrating hour of logging on, writing, and logging off- losing everything I just wrote… stories, and pictures to … Continue reading →

It is true- 12:21 am and yes we are still awake – packing. Or better yet- Michael packing- and I am watching him. It’s not that I don’t want to pack – he is just better at it, and fits … Continue reading →

On Saturday we went to this little girl’s 1st Birthday Party. She is Sarah’s daughter, and when her mama first told me she was pregnant with her, I never thought that I would be able to meet her, hold her, … Continue reading →