First off, Jono's much better. Thank you for praying. My dad has been able to help by concocting a plan to help him work through his pain, and we are hopeful that he will make a full recovery soon.
I can barely move, though, but it's just because I'm out of shape. I raced around like mad all morning--on foot, pushing Sims in a stroller. I set out to pick up some groceries and came away with a drum, a kite, and Starbucks. It's not what I'd planned, but that's the way things roll around here sometimes.
The coffee was for me, in honor of four months of continually interrupted sleep. The drum and the kite were for G who was at school (explanation forthcoming) and was the only kid without a drum and a kite because we can't read the notes, written in Turkish, that get sent home. After dropping G off at preschool, one of the few people working at the school who speaks English called me and let me know that I was in imminent danger of breaking the heart of my four year old. So we raced around until we found what was needed, which was no simple task.
When I called and told Jono how I saved the day, his response was, "Great. Now we have a drum." It was said without much enthusiasm, so I don't think he was that excited about it. G is currently on our porch banging away on his new musical toy. We really know how to endear ourselves to our neighbors.
Three weeks ago we decided to put G in preschool three mornings a week. When we arrived in Turkey we quickly noticed that all the children G's age were in school from 8:30 a.m. until 5:30 p.m. We were concerned about him becoming isolated and not having an opportunity to make friends and learn Turkish, so we found a school that was willing to take him part-time. We are homeschooling him as well, and the kid LOVES Math. He will be lapping his parents Turkish and Math before long.
Jono and I are plugging away at Turkish as well, but time for studying is limited with three littles running around. Of course, the best way to learn is practice, so we are focusing more on relationships than books.
These pics are in no particular order:
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| Out with my crew. That's our apt building in the background. |
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| Out for a walk |
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| There are exercise contraptions all over! |
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| Our playground |
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| The little store where we stop to pick up snacks and juice boxes on the way to the park |
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| Action shot |
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| Thinking about rolling over |
