Miles and Dirt

Peanut Butter and Jelly

Macaroni and Cheese

Flip and Flop

Milk and Cookies

MILES and DIRT

They just go together.  And add in a shovel...AW MAN!  You have one happy boy!!

We recently had a new water tank put in by our house.  The workers, Apa and Elijah, were thrilled to hand Miles a shovel and teach him how to shovel the rocks and dirt.  And Miles was quite pleased to be "helping!"

Wapi

Do you ever have those days when you start to make dinner and realize that you have NO vegetables in your house to have with dinner (okay, okay....I mean the vegetables that you once had are now in a soupy, rotten goo at the bottom of your vegetable drawer in your fridge...and you're ignoring them because that's just something you can't deal with that day??), and you can't run out to the grocery store because it's 45 minutes away and just driving to the market means that you have to get a car and figure out what to do with your children and you're out of cash anyways so it wouldn't matter if you had a car and childcare??

On those days it's.....WAPI to the RESCUE!!!!

Wapi is a sweet old man, who is one of the few people in the highlands of Papua New Guinea to grow asparagus.  He comes door to door to sell us his asparagus and occasionally brings other various vegetables.  To my door....the vegetables are brought RIGHT. TO. MY. DOOR!!!

Thank you, Lord, for Wapi!

New Staff Houses Opening

Yesterday we celebrated the completion of 10 of the houses for our hospital nursing staff.  The houses are sweet and simple.  They have three small bedrooms, a kitchen, bathroom, an open living/dining area, and front and back porch.   

This is one of the rows of houses where they "cut the ribbon."

The men in the yellow vests are the project workers who built the houses. 

It was sweet to see how much pride they took in being a part of providing these houses for the hospital.

Jordan and Dr Andy Bennett

Just a boy rocking his crop top!  :)

Miles was woken up from his nap to attend the ceremony...so he was craaaaaaanky!!  But our little Graham cracker was his usual happy self!  

Also not pictured (because we can't all get out of the house that early), that morning Jordan was given the honor of killing one of the pigs they cooked for the party.  

**STOP reading now if you want to remember Jordan as a kind and gentle soul**

One hit...with a 2x4...between the eyes...the pig went down like a sack of potatoes.   OR so I've been told.