We've been doing well, continuing our work at the English Center, and enjoying our little family. Guy is doing great~growing like a (chubby) weed and learning new things all the time! On a hot day in April I pulled out this big bowl, filled it with water and let him "swim" on the porch. He had a great time! We also bought him a high chair and have been working on expanding his repertoire over the past two months. His favorite food is carrots, and I haven't found a vegetable that he won't eat. However, fruit is another matter. Every fruit I've tried has ended up spit out with a huge grimace on his face.
The weather in Jordan this spring has been unbelievably beautiful. Most of our days have been in the mid 70's, though this past week it has warmed up significantly and the temperature's been in the 90's. Knowing he would outgrow his bowl soon, Jonathan spent his birthday money (so sweet!) on some toys for Guy. He bought him this much larger kiddie pool and Guy loves splashing around in the water and getting wet. It will be a great way to pass the time this summer, since it looks like we'll be staying in Jordan through the season.
The saddest part of the month was definitely the departure of our friends, Craig and Lisa, from Jordan. Like us, the Branches moved to Amman back in the summer of 2006. We all studied Arabic for two years and then worked with the same company after that. They have been awesome friends, and even after Guy was born and Jonathan and I became much more house-bound, they were always ready to come over and hang out. Before they left, they moved in with us for 10 days. It was very fun and we miss them a lot!
Mother's Day was lovely! Guy and I went on a date to Starbucks, and Jonathan bought me a beautiful bouquet of flowers. My sweet husband and son also made me a precious card and I was just as delighted with Guy's scribbles as Jonathan was on his birthday. It is such a blessing to be a mom!
Nope, Guy's not crawling. He gets up on all-fours, but can't quite seem to figure out what to do next. But, like my dad said, there hasn't been a McDanald (my family) yet who hasn't eventually learned to crawl. I'm sure he'll get the hang of it one of these days!
