Saturday, December 13, 2008
E: "Does Jesus wear clothes?"
Me: "Yes, he did."
E: "At night, does he put on his PJ's and go to sleep in his bed?"
M: "Yes, he did put on his PJ's and go to bed."
E: "What kind of bed did he sleep in?"
M: "Well, maybe he slept on the floor on a mat with his blanket." (yeah, I was guessing, but it sounds good!)
E: "How did Jesus go up when he went to heaven?"
M: "He just rose up like this." ( I picked him up a little to demonstrate) "And when you get Jesus in your heart, you can maybe go to heaven like that one day too."
E: "Will there be a big ladder for me to climb up all the way to heaven?"
M: "Nope, you will just rise up like Jesus, maybe."
E: "I'm gonna get Jesus in my heart and get baptized. Could Jesus baptize himself?"
M: "No, remember the story from Sunday School about John the Baptist baptizing Jesus?"
And that comment got him to thinking about Sunday School and Lord only knows what else. Just when you think that they are totally not getting anything from Sunday School, your kid pops up with questions like this. Since I am one of his teachers, I know just how much he tries to goof off in class! It seems most of the time that he is more focused on sitting by the right person (Amber) or not sitting by someone (Amber again, their relationship is complicated to say the least! I'm going to blog about that soon!) than listening. So tell me, really, could Jesus baptize himself?
Thursday, November 27, 2008
P.S. The picture above is of the little pumpkin cakes I made for Thanksgiving.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
The other day someone gave Abigail some stickers and didn't give any to Ethan. Which is perfectly fine, in theory. Ethan wanted Abbey to share and she didn't want to share her stickers because "I only have 8, momma". I thought we had the issue settled, but in typical sibling fashion, the next day Abbey pulled out her stickers and started showing them to Ethan. Then when he wanted one, she firmly denied him. Well, since the rule is that you can't tease, we told Abbey that if she showed the stickers to Ethan, she had to give him one. This sounded great to Ethan, because in the middle of the discussion, he immediately began yelling, "Show me, show me!" And the yellow smiley face sticker goes to the yelling brother. Case solved.
Thursday, November 20, 2008
I had also read somewhere about this idea of making sugar cookies on skewers and the end result looks like wands. It sounded great, but I had no idea how long it would take to make them. However, I was really pleased with the end results.
And please don't forget the castle for all the kids to color and decorate!
Overall, it was loads of work, but she was really happy. I doubt I will have the energy for another one for about 6 more years.
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
"Oh, okay. YES! Aunts can get the Holy Ghost!" Ethan then shouted to Teacher Evita. Maybe in the English language, we need to come up with or steal a few new words to make everything a little more clearer!
Thursday, October 23, 2008
It is really awesome that God provided us with a house that has a large living room/ dining room! Please help me pray for these young people. It is an incredible opportunity!
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Thursday, October 2, 2008
Would you hate me if I added ads to this site? Or a link to Amazon? I signed into my home page of Yahoo this morning and there was an article about bloggers making money from their sites. I guess that some are making a cool couple thousand a month from people clicking ads or buying from Amazon via a link on their blog. Amazon pays the "associate" 15% if someone uses their link to go to Amazon and buys something. Sure I would love to be paid to do something I love doing and already do for free. But the struggle is, would I be "pimping" out my site? Would my friends and family hate me for the helpful ads? And since the ads are suppose to be relevant to the blog, what would they advertise beside my "Potty Post"? Get your potty at Home depot? Charmin for all your potty needs?
Everyone, can you give me some feed back on this? (Would a comment like that invite an ad for your local co-op?) The comment section is open to everyone without needed to sign in, so tell me what you think!
Can you excuse me while I make a plug for Aflac? No, they aren't paying me, but I wouldn't be opposed! My mom has this insurance in addition to her other insurances. If you aren't familiar with Aflac, it is an insurance that pays directly to the family set amounts for different treatments. The theory behind it is that it will help you cover all of the out of pocket expenses involved with being sick. When you sign up, they encourage you to go get a mammogram and if it comes back okay, they pay for the mammogram and give you $70. If you do get a cancer report, they pay you $5000- 10000. Then they start paying you set amounts for the operation, chemo, and radiation treatments. My mom has other insurance that cover her medical bills, so she has been using this money to do some much needed repairs and renovation to her house. This has been a great distraction during everything. It has given her something else to think about and dream about and plan for while she has been sick. Almost like a reward for making it through everything. If everything goes as planned, I think they will be done with her house at about the same time she will finished her last treatment. It is going to look and feel like a whole new house! And hopefully, she will feel like a whole new person. Isn't God so amazingly thoughtful?
"Ethan, you have to go to the potty! You are three years old and I know you know how to use the potty. Why didn't you get up and go?"
E: "What street is our church on? Jhong Jheng?"
T: "Ethan, don't change the subject."
E: "Well, don't change the area."
T: "The area? What are you talking about?"
E: "Not the area, the ariel."
T: "The ariel? What is that?"
Abbey: "Momma, that's the yucky princess without enough clothes on."
T: "Wait, Ethan, this isn't important. What we were talking about was important. You have to use the potty in the potty."
At this point, he is milling around the room and totally unfocused on what I am saying. And 3 points go to the three year old team! He wins!
Some days, you just have to let it go.
A: "Are we going to eat?"
B: "We are going to Costco to get groceries."
A: "And we are going to eat."
B: "We're going to Costco."
A: "To eat!"
B: "To Costco!"
A: "Well, we can eat at Costco toooooo!"
Since this was all in fun and Abbey knew it, She looked up at her Baba out of the corner of her eyes and said:
" I know you're my sweetie boy." Translation: "You're wrapped and I know it and you know it!" Like I said, He is so in trouble!
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
- Hello (sometimes pronounced ha-low)
- How are you?
Sunday, walking from my car to the church, I met a guy who had learned a third phrase. I was walking by a construction site and men were up on the second level working. One guy saw a foreigner lady and just knew this was the perfect time to practice his English and ,perhaps, show off for his fellow workers. So he yelled (mind you, yelled!) down to the street this little ditty.
"Ha-low, how do you do? Kiss me!"
Kiss me? Thanks, but no thanks! I can't write this without laughing. Of all my time in Taiwan, that is the first time someone has practiced that phrase on me! I can only guess that he learned that from some American movie. Kiss him? Well, I know which street to avoid until that building is finished!
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Check out this slide show of our Motor home. At the top, there is an "info on/ info off" button. If you can't see the descriptions, click this button. We loved this motor home, we aren't loving the payments now that we are back in Taiwan (No deputation= No Moolah!). So, take a look see and tell all of your friends to take a look see, too! Any questions you may have, you can post in comments or e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org. Thanks everyone for your help!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
This is their front yard. I realize that in the US this would be funny, but after 27 years with no yard, to even have a little bit is extremely exciting!
Here is the 1st floor. The back is a garage and this is going to be their bible study/ guest receiving room.
We are now on the 2nd floor in the family living room. The second floor has the kitchen, dining room, and living room. That one wall behind the couch is almost completely a window. Great view of tree tops!
Here is their dining area. Please excuse the toy mess! Abbey and Ethan were making themselves at home at Ye-Ye and Nai- Nai's house!
The kitchen! Oh, I want this kitchen! It is about three times the size of a normal kitchen in Taiwan. That island is unheard of on this island! And notice the dishwasher!
This a shot of the guestroom up on the fourth floor. Yes, we climbed four floors every time we went up to our room. It was great for our legs and I just need a week's vacation there to really get into shape. The 4th floor also includes an exercise room.
The 3rd floor has the master bedroom and the office. I would have taken a picture of the master bedroom, but the Caped Door Locker (He has struck our house so many times that we have two sets of keys to every room in the house!) had struck again and they were going to have to call a locksmith.
If you aren't familiar with the prices of things in Taiwan, then you might not know what a miracle and a blessing it is for them to buy this place. About 6 years ago, God opened the door for them to be able to buy. Since then, they have started a new church in Tainan that was about an hour from their home. Because travel is expensive, they needed to move to the city they were working in. So, through more blessings from God, they were able to sell their place in Kaohsiung for a good price and buy this new place. We are thrilled for them and just wanted to share it all with you!
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
- The children may put it into the mouth, please note. (Yes, indeed, please note!)
- Please keep it with the lid must be closed after use.
- Don't keep the goods under the direct rays of the sun and the hot place. (Umm, I don't imagine that there will be a very big market for markers in "the hot place"!)
- Please do not use this product for other intended purposes instead of writing. (What other reason would you be buying markers if not to write?)
Crayola never had it this good!
1. When you are getting ready to go somewhere, plan an extra hour. If your schedule is tight, kids know it and drop into "turtle mode".
2. If you just bought a big package of tiny army men, do not, I repeat, do not get up for a drink of water in the night. Trust me, it is better to be thristy.
3. Check everyones nose before you go to church. That is better than them checking it after you get there.
4. Expect your every word and action from home to be repeated in Sunday School.
5. Never ask your kid quietly in the ear at church if they just pooted. The word "pooted + a little kid= Major giggles.
Okay, that is my five tips for today. Read 'em and learn!
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Monday, August 11, 2008
Abigail, Ethan, and I went out to eat a couple of Sundays ago. After our food arrived, Ethan needed to be excused. I didn't want to get all of us up and gather our things and find a waitress and tell her not to take our food, so I left Abbey at the table. The bathroom was nearby, but I was still a little uneasy with the situation. After Ethan finished, to speed things along, I told him that we weren't going to wash his hands, just mine. Let me mention again, he had not touched anything! I turned the water on and of course, Ethan stuck his hands in the water. Well, I became a little grumpy with him and was fussing about telling him not to get his hands wet and how we had to hurry because Abbey was alone. Ethan then looked up at me scowling and said, "Momma, I am so not proud of you and I am feeling a little angry." So not proud of me? And a little angry? What three-year-old says that? I'm telling you, when he has your number, he isn't afraid to dial it!
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Now, I understand a little girl wanting to dress up her pet. I can even understand a dog liking the clothes. However, I can not understand a cat who wears her pink, princess dress all day long and purrs every, single time you look at her. I grew up with cats and have more experience dressing them up than you can imagine. But, as an adult, I now understand why my grandpa didn't stop me. He fully enjoyed seeing the cats tumble and fight their way across the front yard leaving a trail of baby doll clothes. Cats hate clothes. They rank right under water and baths. But, I guess that isn't true of all cats. There is at least one cat that will purr all day if you've got the right dress. The only consolation is that it is Jango and not Vader.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
The other confusion among the children was solved before I realized that it existed. Abigail and Ethan were sitting down looking at their Veggie Tales story time book.
"Look, he's a tomato."
"And he's a cucumber."
"Momma, what's Junior?"
"Oh, he is an asparagus."
Then Ethan proclaimed, " There is a lot of vegetables in this book!" To which Abbey replied, "Yeah, it's like everyone in this whole book is a vegetable!" I did explain that veggie is a short way to say vegetables, but I am thinking that is one "Big Idea"!
(Just in case you don't get this joke, Big Idea is the company that produces all of the Veggie Tales stuff!)
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Mom: "Abigail, you are a pretty girl. Did you know that you are a pretty girl?"
Abbey: (smiles and nods yes)
Mom: "Does your Baba tell you that you are a pretty girl?"
A: (still smiling, shakes her head no)
M: "Oh, your Baba doesn't call you are a pretty girl? What does he call you?"
A: "He calls me a Pei- Den" (pronounced pee-don which means literally in Chinese "rotten egg". It is common phrase used for kids that are constantly getting into mischief. The closest thing in English that I can think of might be saying to a little kid, "You little booger".)
Later, when we were laughingly telling Chris about this conversation, he corrected the situation by telling us that he actually calls her a "pretty pei-den". Yes, I can see how that makes it better. "You're a rotten egg, but a pretty, rotten egg!"
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
I recently bought a new blow dryer. My old one had gone out in a flash of fire and smoke. I prefer to buy my blow dryers in the States because here there seems to be just two choices. There is the iffy brand that is cheap or the American brand that you need a credit card to pay for because no one in their right mind would go out in public with that much cash on them. I bought the iffy brand. It seemed innocent enough when I brought it home. It wasn't until I turned it on that I realized the makers of Mr. Iffy had included a few "extra" features. For one, the front could be used as a leaf blower. Just turning it on sends the cats into hiding and makes you feel like you just stepped outside in a category 4 typhoon. Meanwhile, the back is masquerading as a vacuum. It delights in sucking up pieces of stray hair and frying them to tiny bits. If you haven't seen my hair down in awhile, it comes to my hips. Thus providing the blow dryer with lots of "stray pieces" of hair. The first time I used it, I think I lost about an inch off of my hair. I have gradually come up with a difficult if not workable solution. Position the blow dryer, turn it on and dry that spot. Turn it off and re-position. Repeat steps until you give up or your hair is dry. So, my advice to you, never buy a "Mr Iffy" blow dryer unless you are wanting a cheap leaf blower and not a hair blow dryer.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Because we have been struck with the plague.
Because it's the "why" plague.
Because to every statement or order I give, he ask why.
I'm not sure.
I don't know if he is questioning my authority or is just curious.
Because it is an automatic answer.
I said , I don't know. Ask Ethan.
Because he is the only one that will know.
Because he is the one that ask why! Now go to your room, I'm tired of talking.
Because I have been answering all of your questions, that's why. Now go.
Because I said so, that's why!
Did you ever wonder why your parents said that? Now I know.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Nothing from Chris, he is focused.
"Hey, what are you looking at?"
From a distracted dad, "Pickled pig's feet".
Abbey: "Well, pickled pig's feet, I thought you were going to bed."
I'm telling you, she gets that sassiness from her Baba.
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Yesterday, I was thinking about something and practicing a totally useless habit of trying to figure out how God was going to answer a prayer. You know what I mean, don't act like you don't. After you have prayed, you start to think, "God could do that and it would solve this whole thing, or he could do this and that would work out great too." But in the middle of my musing, I started to think about what God has done this month.
* We got a great apartment for under $300 a month, when the owner was originally wanting $400 a month.
* An insurance that my mother was suppose to be too late to apply for accepted her and will pay all of her co-pays for her chemo and radiation treatments. She pays $30 per month and they pay $1000 per treatment.
* The precious saints in our church blessed us with an offering when we got back, and for the first time in my life, I was able to go out and buy furniture I needed for my new house.
When I think about it, as amazing as it is, God didn't use any of my ideas to answer my prayers. He exceeded my expectations on every one. So, it turns out I'm not so great on solutions, but you know the saying, "It's not what you know, but who you know."
I have posted a couple of pictures of them. The orange one is Jango and the black one is Darth Vader. (Take one guess at who would name a cat after an evil villian! Now I know why he wanted us to get a black cat if possible.) They are brother and sister and are about 1 month old.
Monday, May 19, 2008
man: "Where you come from?"
Abbey: "Where I come from?" (hands up beside her shoulders)
Man: "Yes, where you come from?"
Abbey: "Where I come from? I, I come from here! Taiwan and China! What you mean, where I come from?" (Don't you just love her "Chinglish" here?)
Man: "No, what I mean is, where you come from?"
Abbey: "Huh?" (looks are me in confusion)
I then explained to the man that she was born in Taiwan so she really did come from here, but her passport is American. This is the first time that someone has questioned Abbey about her nationality since we returned from deputation and she just couldn't get what he asking. I started to explain to her that the man was asking that because she looks different, but then thought, "You know what, her Dad says he is from Taiwan also, so why get into the nationality issues with her?" These Third culture kids!
Friday, May 16, 2008
As always, when the pastor is going, there is a lot of work for him to do when he returns. But it is so great to be involved again. To worship with your church family. To see their growth and to know their stories. To just be back in your place in the puzzle. I don't know if I am describing this so that you can understand what I am feeling, but it is just so right for us to be here right now.
Some people have been asking about my mother, so here is the latest report. She went to see the oncologist last week and he said that she will have to do 4 rounds of chemo and 7 weeks of radiation. Believe it or not, this wasn't the bad news. To do the chemo, they have to take her off of her MS meds. Those medications are what help her to function normally on a day to day basis. They slow down the effects of the MS and keep the MS from growing. Also, her insurance will not cover all of the cost, so she will need to pay $1000 USD each time that she takes a chemo treatment. That is a lot of money if you aren't prepared for the cost. Please, please keep her in your prayers for the next three months. She will have the chemo stretched out over three weeks, then a two week break and then the seven weeks of radiation. It is hard to know I will not be there to help her, but I know a God that can send her help and give her strength during this time. This isn't a challenge for God, but merely an opportunity. But we do desire your prayers during this time.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
5 weeks ago: My mother had a biopsy for breast cancer. Due to the mercy of God, we were traveling in AL and TN during this time, so I was with her for everything.
4 weeks ago: The report came back that she did indeed have breast cancer and more test were ordered to see if it had spread.
3 weeks ago: The cancer had not spread and the doctor told us that they could just remove the lump and some radiation treatments afterwards would solve the problem. God is faithful!
2 weeks ago: She went in for outpatient surgery and had the cancer removed. One lump node was removed and tested in the OR for cancer. It had not spread to her lump nodes. God is merciful!
Currently: She is still recovering from the surgery. Because of her MS, it is taking longer for her body to heal, but she is up and doing things, just still experiencing a lot of soreness. (I have tried to make her sit down, but it isn't working. If you do not believe me, you are welcome to come and try for yourself!) In the middle of all of this, we have been trying to finish up deputation, pack up the motor home and sell it! (Which, by the way, if you know someone who is looking for a motor home, we have just the one. It is 30 foot long, with one slide out, V-10 Ford engine and in great condition. It is appraised at $36,000, but we are wanting $30,000 for it. We might even take a little less!)
So, that is the update for the past month or so. Life is busy, but God is great. Sometimes, you think about circumstances and think you wouldn't be able to handle that happening. Then it does happen and God gives you such a calmness in the storm. I know I said it earlier, but God IS faithful!
Monday, March 17, 2008
Saturday, March 15, 2008
This week, my compressor went out on the jeep and I am sweating to death. But such is life on the road. Now, I am off to look up the symptoms of a heat stroke and tape them to the jeep steering wheel.
Friday, March 7, 2008
"Hi, what's your name?"
"You're ugly" (I am too horrified to react quickly and am hoping she didn't here that!)
"Humm? What did you say?"
Abigail covers Ethan's mouth with her hand and replies,
"He said you're pretty"
And just like that, the pendulum swung from severely honest to lying. As you know, we have been working with her on saying things that aren't polite, but I would like to mention that we never taught her, nor even hinted that she should lie. Actually, less talking was what we were hoping for! Unfortunately for all of us, the dear lady did understand Ethan's superb English and fell over the counter laughing at my kids. My mother-in-law has said that kids keep your feet on the ground and boy, is THAT true!
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Someone, who shall remain nameless in the blog, felt a call to preach one night at church. It happened to be a large church with 700 or so people. That equals to roughly 1400 eyeballs trained on the missionary family. After the kids were introduced, I took them back to our front row seat and nameless began to struggle in my arms and crying with a very, very loud voice, "Let me go! I want to preach! I want to preach! WAAAAAAHHHH!" And off I go trudging toward the back. If nameless does become a preacher one day, he will not have to ask for "more monitor, please."
At yet another church, we were getting ready to leave and I was rounding up the kids telling them to get their stuff so we could go. Another nameless, having made some little friends and, rightly so, not wanting to leave them began to pout. Instead of enjoying those last few moments together, nameless sat down alone with arms crossed and teary eyes. The pastor, having a very gentle heart toward children, ask nameless what was wrong. According to those around, it seems nameless told the pastor she was sad because she didn't have any toys! Trust me, my kids have more toys than they can play with in this motorhome. A secret part of me hopes that she said something else and was misunderstood, but the chance of that is probably slim to none. The end result was a trip to Walmart with the Pastor and a parental threat.
Why have a blog about driving? Well, actually, this is more about the stops. Don't worry, the name are changed to protect the innocent and/or guilty. The locations are changed to keep you guessing and this is not in real time, so eventhough I am in Texas, the stories might be from just about anywhere. You won't read about anyone you know. But I do promise that they are true. And what's funnier than fiction? Real life!