Oh, to be young again

Packed and ready to go. We leave in the morning.

I had a lie down chat with Jackie tonight (she doesn't pay much as good of attention if we are sitting up) trying to calm her down. She is convinced that she is old enough to be home alone and take care of herself. And while I tried to convice her that Ashley is mostly watching over the house, I had to break it to her that she still has some things to learn. Like: pooping in the corner even once in a while is not ok (don't tell her I told you about that, she will be upset with me if she finds out; thankfully her reading lessons are still very slow in coming), and that kleenexes are not for chewing and tearing into smaller and smaller pieces, especially used ones. After mentioning that, and abiding a few promises on her part that those things wont happen again if I left her alone, I finally conviced her that if I put out all of the wonderful food mom made for her most of it would surely spoil before we got back, and she would have to go hungry. So Ashley needs to be her at least to feed her, and while she's her they might as well hang out. I am glad that is settled. (thanks ashley).

I will see my wife in a few days. I will have to appologize for our phone conversation the other day. Brielle got some gloves from another person on the prep team that she was excited about. While she was exclaiming her love of these new gloves to me over the phone, I realized that they were the same kind I reccomended we pick up for her before she go. So instead of sharing in her new found joy I playfully scolded her for not believing me that they would be good to have and unintentionally killed the joy in her voice over the gloves. Oh, the many things to learn about being a husband.

I hope this trip doesn't kill my rekindled joy of blogging and reading blogs. Please pray for the team. I understand there are almost 100 people going. Pray that we love one another and show love to those around us in the village.

Talk to you when I get back.