For those of you who know me (which who knows how many that really is in relation to all who will come across this), you know I have a bit of a …shall I say…phobia of throwing up. Spending time overseas and having 2 boys has put this to the test before, but nothing like last week. It all started Tuesday night. Jack wouldn’t touch his dinner–which I believe is a first (he’s a hearty guy). He just kept saying, “All done. Mommy, more bubbles please?” I’d been reading “Dare to Discipline” for tips on other behaviors, and my “disobeying radar” was on overdrive, so I said, “No bubbles. It’s time for dinner.” Well, as much as I tried to get him to eat, he didn’t. And I’m so thankful with the amount I had to clean up come 10 pm…and 10.30…and 11…Then came Miles…then came Andy…Of course, I can’t tell if I ever got it or just felt awful from cleaning up the chunks.
Ok, new subject. Andy and I are taking 20 teens to Brazil in June. We are really pumped to have this opportunity. We’ve led a team of teens before and seen God have a life-changing impact on them through spending time at an orphanage, and seeing people who don’t have any access to God’s Word. Even if they wanted to understand the Gospel, no one knows their language to tell them–there are over 250 such tribes in Brazil. This trip will be a little different, as we are taking our 2 toddlers with us. I’ve often thought about staying home with the kids. But Andy and others encouraged me to go…and we have $3000 worth of tickets for myself and the boys, so I have no turning back. Last time we took the boys to Brazil, I found Miles with 1/2 a millipede out of his mouth (the other half missing–uugh!) Needless to say, it’s a full-time job to watch them, but I’m also hoping to have opportunities with the girls going, to help them process what they’re seeing/learning. I’m praying my time there will not be in vain.
A crazy thought…since Andy was born in Brazil, he has dual citizenship. Thus, our boys have dual citizenship. So, for the 4 of us, we have 7 passports. When Miles and Jack turn 18, they can decide if they want to be American or Brazilian. I can just imagine Jack deciding he was going to be Brazilian…crazy!
Funny story of the day: Miles is in a time out for hitting Jack, and Jack pats me on the leg. From the T.O.Chair, Miles yells “No Jack. Be nice to mommy. Good boy.” Then Jack climbs into the other T.O.Chair, and I said “What are you doing?” “Time out.” I wish I had it on video!