I’m a compulsory confessor. Here’s my confession for the day. We are having a really hard time with The Littles right now. Pray for all the Third Culture Kids (TCK’s) you know. This is not easy business. Parenting never is I guess.
Life has been far from boring. We attended an international school’s field day. Jon ran in the daddy daughter race. It was so fun to see all these dads hauling their daughters.
They didn’t win but him convincing the girls this was a good idea was a win in my book.
Multiple men carried two children, a few carried three but what do you do if you have four daughters?
No problem. The baby in the very back is 8 months old. The oldest daughter is wearing her in a pack.
And by God’s grace. These two are going to be healed.
Jon passes down the long tradition of pie making from his family.