A Gift of Love

A week ago, Faith looked like this.....

 

 And today she looks like this.....

 She hopes that the next little girl enjoys wearing braids as much as she did.

Faith has the blessed ability to grow beautiful hair.  She knows that not all little girls in the world can do the same.


Makes a mama proud!

Cards, Spiked Hair & Spain

Remember back when I posted and asked you all to help us pray concerning our necessary paperwork to be in Portugal? Well, we finally received our cards....yippee! They are 1 year temporary residence cards. We will have to renew them next spring and then hopefully we'll get cards that will be good for 2 yrs. Here they are!



He is too cute!

The girls with a friend from school.

Procession at the "end of the school year" celebration.

I love my new camera!---My kids don't stay still long enough to get a good shot of them, so flowers are my victims!


Monday night we drove up into Spain. Our main objective was to find cheaper gas. What we found was cheaper gas, but not cheap enough to go to Spain to get it! We decided quickly that we liked Portugal just fine and was actually relieved when we crossed the boarder heading back in to Portugal. We were only in Spain for about 1.5 hrs...but long enough to miss our "home"! Here are a few pictures. Not the best quality though, they were taken from inside the car. Now I can say I've been to Spain. Been there, done that...don't care to go back.

Static Electricity

Remember that feeling..?..? When you were a kid and you tried to stick a balloon to the wall after rubbing it on your head?...or you walked around the house in your socks and accidentally touched the doorknob.. or maliciously tried to "shock" your brother? It was kind of fun when I was a kid, but not anymore. I think getting "shocked" is worse that getting a needle put in my arm!

We're winding down the meetings. We have one left. Trinity is fed-up with all this travel. She informed us yesterday, when we'd already pushed her too far, that "this was not fun!" and "she was ready to go home!" All this came after she was asked to walk on stage at a church that had about 1,000 people in attendance. As we all walked out on the platform she started to cry, and waked right back down and to her seat. She wasn't gonna put a show on for anyone! She is tired of folks looking at her! Of course, everyone in the audience thought she was cute and laughed at her, which only made it worse. She just wants to be a normal 3 yr. old. She wants her "home". And I am so thankful that in a few weeks I'll be able to give her that. It'll be new to her, but in no time, it will feel like home. Not just to her, but to the rest of us as well.