… that I didn’t necessarily want to learn.
“Vault” is not at all like Gatorade. It has caffeine. Lots of it, I do believe.
Never let a 7-year-old boy drink Vault when you want him to sleep on a 9-hour international flight.
Vault counteracts the intended effects of Dramamine.
Tired 7-year-old boys are not very much fun in London.
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We’re currently in Waxhaw with Paul’s dad. We fly back to Kenya Tuesday evening. We sandwiched a few whirlwind days in Raleigh. Before we left for Raleigh, Paul’s sister Bev pulled THE pan out of the freezer. Did we dare hope? She slid open the familiar aluminum lid to reveal Paul’s all-time-favorite dessert, Strawberry Squares, [...]
Mom’s funeral service was Monday afternoon. Lily read a little paper Paul wrote when he was in the 1st grade.
My Mother
My mother is nice. She helps me. I like her. I help her too. My mother is clean. She dusts the house. She vacuums the rug. She smells good! She dresses neat. My father [...]
Thank you for all the many expressions of sympathy, encouragement, and comfort we’ve received within the past week. We are so blessed by your prayers and friendship. Because some of you have asked, following are mom’s memorial service details.
The memorial service for Gerda Koning will take place at 2:30 p.m. on Monday, May 19, at [...]
We’re writing from Dubai en route to Paul’s mom’s funeral in Waxhaw, N.C. We never expected or wanted to be traveling home two months before the end of our term at RVA.
She died on Sunday; yes, on Mother’s Day. Mom and dad were in India with dad’s ministry, Glasses for Missions. They were teaching Indian [...]
Thursday, 1 May 2008
6:46 a.m. – I’ve hit the snooze button a few times, but I’m trying to steal a few more precious moments of rest when I’m abruptly awakened by Joy, “Aunt Carolyn, Aunt Carolyn, Aunt Carolyn, listen to my poem.” It’s “Poem in Your Pocket Day,” organized by the senior English teacher during [...]
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