Merry Christmas

It is a little weird to be living in a country that doesn't celebrate Christmas. There are Christmas trees for sale and even some decorations - but those just hit the shelves last week as those are considered New Year's decorations here. Nonetheless, our boys still get excited about the holiday and for a month we read portions of the Christmas story for family worship and sang Christmas carols. Last night we had some friends over for a Christmas Eve dinner and we all really enjoyed that. The kids played different parts during the reading of the Christmas story - Josiah was a wise man, Caleb was Joseph, Micah was baby Jesus and Lucas decided to be a sheep. One family built a pinata for the kids which they really enjoyed. This morning the boys woke early to open their presents - Caleb and Josiah's centered around football, while Lucas' gifts were mostly car related. Micah's favorite things were his cell phone and punch balloons. We had a great day and are thankful that the Lord has poured out his grace on us in allowing us to understand and celebrate the significance of this day - the birth of our Savior.

Thanksgiving

I realize that it is really close to Christmas and I have yet to post the pictures of Thanksgiving. We were able to travel back to our old city to see friends/family this Thanksgiving. Our boys, especially Caleb, had a wonderful time. We saw friends, ate a wonderful Thanksgiving meal, and the boys were even able to play football. It was nice to spend time with those who have become like family to us since moving overseas.

Micah

He is just like his brothers! He is growing up so fast. He wants to do everything himself- even if it means that he gets food all over his lap and the floor. Unfortunately he is not big enough to clean up after himself. He is jumping off furniture and getting into everything. His favorite thing to do lately is write in books, not in a notebook with blank pages, but on anything that has printed words on it. He tries to copy everything his brothers do - including yelling touchdown and trying to play "rock-paper-scissors". He is getting to be a handful and we are loving (almost) every minute.