Our missional community had the distinct privilege to host our new friends to our home. Today was little Thet Win Oo's 7th birthday. We made sure to have cake and sing happy birthday. Surprisingly, Burmese are accustomed to singing the English version of "Happy Birthday"! It was a beautiful night to be apart of. I pray that Thet Win Oo grows in size, stature and strength in this next year. I sure hope my kids remember this night. A night when they helped throw a child's first birthday celebrated in America so far away from the only home he's ever known. It's hard to tell from this smile that he's only been here for 3 weeks.

My boy

I have been absent from my blog for way too long. I'm not really sure why. I could list a number of excuses that would possibly justify it but alas they are truly just excuses. I've had several experiences lately that have caused me to think, "You really should write about that because you're going to want to remember it later". This morning, one of those thoughts came to mind. I decided it was the time to act.

My baby boy is growing up way too quickly. He has gained about 7 pounds since his tonsils were removed which is starting to make him almost too heavy to carry. Never before did I ever carry my other kiddos when they were 4 and 1/2 years old....The kids and I have been working on our addresses and writing letters this week. This morning, Nathan, decided to join in on the effort.

Low and behold, the boy wrote his name and address. Sure he asked for me to write it first so he could copy it. We have talked about that his first name begins with a "N" and I knew he could write that letter. Just last week my Mom helped him write his name. I was amazed by what he did.