
Just when I think I'm starting to get my pre-baby bod back, Josh looks at me smiling and excitedly says "Mommy, are you having another baby?" Thanks Josh. So, apparently I have got the three baby pooch. Funny thing is you would think that comment would motivate me....
Highlights for this month: I got a dryer! Finally, towels that are fluffy and soft, instead of towels that exfoliate as you dry. I honestly wanted to climb on our bed and have Cameron pour that first load of hot, dry laundry on top of me. Pretty exciting. A dishwasher, dryer-now just get me a garbage disposal and a walmart and I'm good to go!
For this month I want to describe life in Belgium. These are just facts, I'm not complaining. I'm not!
I think our 1st counselor at church yesterday put it best. He announced the opening hymn "Today, While the Sun Shines" and then added, "Except here in Belgium we say 'Today while the sun shines for the next fifteen minutes.'" Yes, sun shine is a rare thing in these parts. Perhaps Stephenie Meyer should have placed Edward in Brussels, not Forks. He would have liked it here.
You bag your own groceries (and bring your own bags, or you pay for theirs). Yes, this may sound like a small task-but when you have 3 kids with you, one of which is climbing out of the cart while the other is crying, and meanwhie the checker is shoving food in your direction, not pausing for a moment to even breathe, just checking, checking, checking! It's quite the task to get them bagged and into your cart-remember, bread and bananas on top.
Also, when you grocery shop, all the foods are in dutch and/or French. Since I speak neither one, it makes it exciting sometimes (like the time I made lamb stew-I swear it looked like beef to me.)
You pay to use the bathroom. If you can ever find a place that has one, make sure you have change. Otherwise, find a good bush.
Gas is over $5.00 a gallon-so stop your complaining, America.
You have to sort your garbage. Let me explain our different "bins." There is one for food waste (mmmm, that one smells good). Also cardboard, glass, plastics, and the remaining "trash" goes in the garbage bags that you pay 80 cents for (and those are the small ones).
A happy meal at McDonald's costs about 5 u.s. dollars.
Okay, okay, maybe that was complaining-let me think of the good things. Let's see, the good things. Hold on. This will only take a minute......okay I've got it. They have really good waffles. And their fries are tasty too. Chocolates are divine-see, now you know why I still have a pooch.
I love this boy. This month I cut off all his curls. It was getting pretty long, as you can see from the pictures. His favorite moment this month was travelling to Redu, a small town known for their antique book shops, and their raspberry bushes. So we spent the afternoon picking Josh's
favorite thing, raspberries! You only pay for what you put in the carton-so you can eat your fill as you pick. And did we ever! (Yes we had the runs, but it was worth it.)
favorite thing, raspberries! You only pay for what you put in the carton-so you can eat your fill as you pick. And did we ever! (Yes we had the runs, but it was worth it.)Daxton
Cut his hair too. It really helps with the whole head issue. He LOVES to wrestle and is constantly tackling his older brother (and little sister a few
times, she's going to be a tough one.) It seems the quote
holds true "The faster they learn to talk, the faster they learn to talk back." Daxton loves to point his finger at us and yell jibberish when we try to discipline him, or get him to apologize. He's wanted to sit and go "potty" quite often, so I might be crossing that bridge soon. I hate that bridge.
times, she's going to be a tough one.) It seems the quote
holds true "The faster they learn to talk, the faster they learn to talk back." Daxton loves to point his finger at us and yell jibberish when we try to discipline him, or get him to apologize. He's wanted to sit and go "potty" quite often, so I might be crossing that bridge soon. I hate that bridge.Sleeping through the night! Yes, it's only happened a handful of times, but those are wonderful times! She is so much fun! Laughing, "army crawling" all over our apartment (are my floors
really that dirty?) and biting her older brothers with her two new teeth. She's great, and I'm loving this age!
really that dirty?) and biting her older brothers with her two new teeth. She's great, and I'm loving this age!Cam


Internship finally started up again, so no more cabin fever for this boy. He actually has several trips planned for the remainder of this year with TPN. He leaves for Paris on Wednesday, then travels to DC and India in November. Pretty exciting. School starts up again the 3rd week in September.
Me

I really do like it here, I apologize for my sarcasm earlier. Our youth talk in church yesterday was on grattitude. He talked about how we sometimes see what others have and wonder why we don't have the same. Yes, I am guilty of this one. It's hard being poor, I'm not going to sugar coat it. But what is poor? Sure, I don't have the fancy clothes or the nice furniture. I don't have the big car with leather interior, only the "blue dart" (as we lovingly refer to our van.) But man, I'm rich! I have 3 beautiful, healthy children. They can run and play and learn all that I want to teach them. I am a mother, and a wife. I realize that God can give abundantly, but can also take away. (It took a lot of taking away for me to finally humble myself. Nearly all my physical possesions, and almost a husband.) I guess we just need to realize how good we have it, all of us, (Yes, even me here in Belgium.) We have a lot, and have a lot to give. Think of how much better a place it would be if we were all willing to just give a little more.











































