Hey friends!
Sorry that I have not posted for a long time. My camera battery was dead and therefore I just never posted anything. I have some pics posted of dinner tonight-
Reese's puffs :-).

Our friends Nathan and Francine officially are the proud parents of their second little boy (as of 3-somethin' in the AM today). It was fun to visit them at the hospital, although the room they were in was boiling...even for me! Justin looks nothing like his older brother Jonathan, but their birthdays are just 4 days shy of each other (almost exactly two years apart). Whenever I see newborns, I'm amazed at how tiny they are (I'm sure it doesn't feel that way when they're...well...you know...coming out!). What a miracle babies are. And what a treasure when you know they will be raised in a home where God is honored. Congratulations, Nathan and Francine!



Okay, so I'm not sure how much you gals know about the Maya, but the 7th grade social studies curriculum is covering their history right now. Personally, I find it dry and absurd...mainly because we spent so much time covering their mythical view on how creation came to be, and it was...well...disturbing when you know what the true story is. Well, yesterday the teacher decided to introduce Mayan mathematics. And let me just tell you, I was at a loss to understand. Our mathematical system is based on 10's...there's is on 20's. We write numbers left to right...they wrote their numbers bottom to top (and with dots and lines and shell-looking things). It was actually becoming very frustrating to me that I couldn't figure it out (even after having it explained to me). And it was then that I began to understand what the kids I work with must feel every day of their lives. How unbelievably hard it must be for them to always feel a few steps behind. I found myself understanding why they shut down, say things like, "This is boring", and refuse to pick their heads back up. In fact, I found myself trying those same "coping skills". I'm so thankful to have had that experience, to better be able to empathize with the kids I work with. And it was also very revealing of this ugly quality of mine: if I don't know how to do something well, I'd rather not do it at all. What a poor way to live! How could I ever expect to be an expert in everything?

