Diamond Smugglers to the Rescue

One trip south to Kajiji, by the Angolan border, MAF planned to take Dad and his group to a Mennonite mission station there. It was Jean Sakala, Dede Kikavuanga Dongo, Paul and Joseph Tsasa. They needed two thousand dollars minimum for the trip (two return flights to the MAF station for dropoff and pickup). The two brothers seemed to always get sick when flying and by the time they arrived at the station they were green in the face.

They were feeling so sick that they laid out on the ground in the shade of the Cessna’s wings and the pilot hung around a little longer than customary to make sure they were OK. There was a great procession of greeting and singing in good Congolese fashion, choirs singing, children waving and cheering. Eventually the commotion died down and people trickled away when they understood there would be some delay until these boys recovered.

The unusual delay brought just the right window of opportunity for what followed. Two men approached the pilot and group out of breath, exhausted and anxious looking, sweating all over. They were urgently asking the pilot to fly them out of there…it appeared anywhere was fine.

Love and Whine

Coming home from the rose garden, Kendra’s getting situated in her seat to drive. She turns around to check on the girls and reaches over to grab Cait’s hand and smile at her. Then immediately Karina starts up whining about something…you always hear the tone well before it’s clear what she’s saying. She wants Kendra to hold her hand too…so she reaches her hand around behind her to grab Karina’s. But her head only turns three quarters as far as she can reach. “But you didn’t look at me.”
An then it’s “you have to smile and say you love me.”
Everything had to be equal to what Kendra did to Caitlyn.

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Hard Brains

We are at mom and dad’s for Canadian Thanksgiving. Karina was playing around the couch where grandma was sitting. Flopping around she hit her head with a thud on the edge of the couch. Grandma asked,”are you alright?”
“I’m OK. I got brains…in my head. They wary hod.”

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Location:Mom and dad’s

Wackado pees

After pouring some apple juice for Karina, Cait pipes up “I ha wackado pees?”

After repeating a couple times I realized she was saying “can I have apple juice please?”

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Who do you like more

Caleb pipes up from the back seat, “Mommy, Tallie’s talking really mean to me.”
Tallie rejoins,”that’s because he asked me who I like more, Steve or Maddie.”

note: steve is the homeless friend of Tallie that they are having a goodbye party today for.

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Location:SE 14th Ave,Canby,United States

Sweet memories

Caleb and I went to Imago for the 11:00 service yesterday and then hung out a bit in Portland afterwards. We looked in a few windows and popped into the art store. Caleb was allowed to pick a pen to take home. He looked around at all the pens for a few minutes and then let out a big sigh like he had a huge burden to wield. Such a big decision for a young boy. We hunted around for Pizza Schmizza as it started to rain harder. Caleb is such a fun little sidekick to hang out with. I told him I thought he was the best son in the world and I just loved getting to hang out with him. He smiled big and said he loved hanging out with me too and kept thanking me for taking him out for Pizza.

After that we went to see David’s new apartment and I ended up staying to help him build his IKEA furniture. Stayed there around 5 hours and built 3 pieces of furniture (made the bed with David). After having such a good time with Caleb I was eager to hang out with the family that evening…also knowing that Kendra had been up the 2 previous nights with sick Caitlyn. But I sensed it was important that I stay and put in a few extra miles with David so he understood my heart for him. I could feel the Lord’s pleasure in it also, which makes it even an added blessing.