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Diapering Twins

August 27th, 2008 Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

Since we’ve been living here in La Perla, I’ve gotten to know a girl named Loudres. When I first met her, she was 6 months pregnant with her second child (her first is a little younger than Alistair). Her husband is 18 (she is 17) and drives a truck so he is out of town a lot. She found out when she was 7 months, that she was having twins! I mentioned to my mom that she could probably use some cloth diapers, so she and her church bought a whole bunch of diapers and diaper covers. She was very grateful to receive them!

The twins are boy and girl and were both over 7 lbs. They haven’t been named officially, but Loudres is thinking they will be Juan Pablo and Paula.

And here is Alistair pulling the baby’s sock off.

Cloth diapers have come a long since the time my mom was using them. The diaper covers were so cute and incredibly soft. After looking at them, disposables seemed like nothing more than an uncomfortable piece of plastic. However, I’m sure they are not so cute when they are used for their intended purpose- but what diaper is? If I didn’t have a water supply problem and if I could wash with hot water, maybe I would consider them.

Most people here in this town just use a rag or nothing at all. One time a woman came over asking for money to buy a diaper since her baby wasn’t wearing one and had a bad rash from being soaked all the time. So that gave me the idea of getting Loudres cloth diapers that would last a whole lot longer than a package of disposables.

August 18th, 2008 Posted in Uncategorized | No Comments »

As usual I left with plans to write at least one post while on our trip, but that never happened. And this one has been longer in coming than I planned too. But here I am, and more importantly to some, here are some photos.

We didn’t make it to South Dakota as planned, but we got to go to NY to see my family after all. Another highlight of the trip was seeing some good friends who have been in the Middle East as missionaries the past four years. Man, and we think we have it hard here in this town spreading the gospel!

Here is Alistair experiencing his first trampoline jump with some friends in Illinois

At the big party for Keith where Alistair went swimming for the first time. It wasn’t his favorite.

While in Chicago we walked down to the Oak Street beach with Aunt Caroline and Lydia. Alistair loved the sand and the seagulls.

Still grumpy from his vaccinations

Here is Granepa showing Alistair the joys of vegetables.

So now we are here again. It is pouring rain. Alistair is still drying off from his romp in it. He is looking across the courtyard at Flash saying, “no, no, no.” Flash got huge and is now rambunctious chewing jumping thing.

Two things I noticed that are new in American culture (and maybe they aren’t new, but they only just now stood out to me) one, this hairstyle of pinning hair back which I tried out until Adam said that the hairstyle looked the person had spent too much time in the wind. The other thing is the phrase, “it’s a God thing.” I suppose this phrase has been around, but it seemed like I heard it everywhere I went. Maybe it’s a God thing.

And just because he is so cute, here is Alistair relaxing in the beanbag chair. He is wearing size 3-6 mo. pants. They are of course too small, but I still put them on him, just because he looks so funny in them and I get some big laughs out of it. Adam thinks it’s disgraceful, but he is still too young to understand why Mama is always so happy when he wears his “small pants.”

It’s that time again

July 21st, 2008 Posted in Uncategorized | 1 Comment »

We leave tomorrow morning for the United States of America. The day begins like this:

7am- on the road to Orizaba to Alvaro’s house. We eat breakfast with the family then he will take us to the bus station and store our car for us.

9am- Bus leaves for Mexico City Airport

3pm- Plane leaves for Detroit

11:30pm- Arrive in Detroit

It is going to be a long day.

Alistair is still sick. No fun for him or his parents.

I have a million things to do, but is it hard to do any of them with a big grump who is only content to sit on my lap.