You asked for pictures....

Chris and I got to experience an African Graduation today.  It was to start at 10, but since Chris was speaking we got there about 9:30am.  African time is a little different than American time.  We thought it was going to be 2 hours... in actuality it was to be 5 hours.  It didn't begin until 1130.  The PA system showed up about 12 and the programs came at about 1245.  That's the way they do things here, I believe.  It was very interresting.  Silly us, we thought it would start at 10, be over by 12 and we could go eat and get a few things done.  Not the case.  We finally ate and drank our first meal of the day at about 5:45pm.  Whew!  We've got to get our bellies used to this!

After they recieved their deplomas there was no waiting until all had recieved theirs.  The families immediately got up and went to their graduate.  They adorned them with garland.  (See picture below)  It was really very sweet.  The families we SO excited!

The lighting was bad inside, so not many pictures came out.  But there is something about this girls' silhouette I just love!  She was singing praise songs and you can see kibera in the back.

22 grads

Looking out the door of the building.  This is the edge of Kibera.

Chris with the pastors from Kawangware.  (Opps!  We left his dress coat!) 

We were totally cracking up at Timothy's hat.  Isn't that HA-larious?  I wish you could see the top of it.  He got the privilege of wearing it b/c he's the principle of the school.  

Had to take a picture of this billboard.  Every time we drive by we say hello to Thad Howell.  Doesn't it look just like him?  Being a pilot on his cell phone makes it no question. Love ya Thad!  (click picture to enlarge... yea- still looks like him... even really big)

How funny is this?  The Kenyans are all about Obama.  They are selling Obama shirts in several locations.  Since he has family that are Kenyans they are all about him.  We have had several people ask us "Are you voting for Obama?"  

"The wait is on"- what in the world is that supposed to mean?

So I was a little obsessed with this cute little bowl thingy.  I played with it almost the whole dinner.  It was pepper on one side, salt on the other.  It had this darling little spoon in which you used to season your food.  I gotta get one of these.  Notice I had my own little chiminea too!  I was lovin' it!  (again, click picture so you can see my precious little salt and pepper bowl.  Now you're ALL going to want one)

8 years together and he's still dating me.  I love him!  He even switches

desserts with me when I don't like mine.  Pretty sure he loves me too!  ;)

...just enough

Okay- so this post makes me want to cry... again.

I have jokingly said to some of you that i "miss you like cheap chicken."  Well I really do miss cheap chicken.  It is so expensive!  Well, when CT and I went to the grocery together last Friday we decided to splurge and buy $7.25 chicken (2 pieces).  We bought it Friday and Tuesday night I went to cook it and it was stinky.  Now, most of you know that I am a risk taker when it comes to food.  My girls at DSA used to make fun of me because I ate 9 day old pot roast one time for lunch... but it smelled fine- so I say why not!?  I hate to throw away anything... especially food.  I got CT to smell it and he was scared to eat it.  Before I threw it away I wanted to make sure that a national wouldn't eat it either so I took it out to the guard house for Noah to smell.  He thought is was stinky too.  I took that as  "it's okay to throw it away."  So Tuesday night our potential BBQ chicken went into the trash can with all the other trash of the evening.  I knew when I threw it away that our inside house help would find it the next morning b/c he takes the trash out like 4 times a day.  But I thought it would be okay to throw away...right?  I mean- no one could eat it.  Wrong.  The next morning when I went downstairs Abraham had pulled it out of the trash can and wrapped it up in it's original package with some extra cellophane.  As soon as I saw it- I know my face turned beet red.  He said "Mama, may I please have this?"  I said "Oh Abraham I am SO sorry.  I didn't know you could use it!  I wouldn't have thrown it away if I had known.  I was afraid it would make us sick if I cooked it."  He replied "Mama, there are many hungry children near my home and so may I boil it and take it to them?"  I mean good grief!  How do you respond to that!?  I couldn't have been more embarrassed, ashamed, guilty...ugh!  So I learned something very valuable:  ANYTHING can be consumed.  Oh how rich we are!  I have been a little ashamed of a few things since I've been here.  I'm trying to keep in mind that I should feel grateful and not guilty.

  

Yesterday I drove by myself to the store (for the first time- yikes!) to get some flour (to attempt) to make bread (again).  I figured while I was there I might as well get a few extra things to have on hand in case we were to run out.  I have to tell you I was sort of lolly gaging a little because I didn't want to come back to the house while our help was still there.  I didn't want him to see the extra groceries I had bought.  But I had to go on back because I had already lapped the this lady in a wheelchair like 4 times around the store.  On my drive back to the house I was thinking I would just leave the bags in the car until he had left.  (I know this sounds so terrible and sneaky.)  But he greeted me at the car eager to help me take my bags in.  I saw him grab a bag and look inside it.  Then it occurred to me:  they have no idea what it is like to buy 2 of something... you know just to have an extra jelly on hand incase you run out.  They live, cook, and eat daily with "just enough".  My goodness- we throw things away because they get shoved to the back of the pantry and we forgot we had it!  

Before we left Chris and I were trying to cut back on our grocery shopping.  It seemed crazy that I would go to the grocery and spend money when my pantry have more than enough food in it.  So we tried to eat up all of our pantry... we couldn't!  We ate and ate on what was in the pantry and we still ended up giving a lot to the shelter or food pantry at church.  Think about how we throw away left overs when we could just invite people over to help eat them when they are first cooked.  

I eased my uncomfortable feelings a bit by telling myself  "you're running a guesthouse- they understand that"...maybe so.  

I have so much to learn!!!

The Ultimate Challenge

I have a challenge for you and myself.  Try to eat weird meals from the back of your pantry.  Try to go a meal without HAVING to eat meat.  You can do it... we're going to try too (when we don't have guests here).  

Am I the only one that had/has nonsense in the back of my pantry?? Just curious.  

(If you truly want to make this a challenge- let me know and blog about it... I'll blog it if you will!  I'm going to eat green peas for lunch...yea thats right mom!)   

 

EUREKA!

WE HAVE INTERNET!!!!!! 

We are officially skypable at the house now!!!

LOOKY WHAT I FOUND!

Does it get much better than this?


Dreams do come true...


Okay, so here at the real parents. Lucy and Noah. Lucy saw how excited I was that they brought the baby for dinner. I think that God told her I had a secret obcession with black babies and my dream of walking around with one strapped to my back. :o)

Read the blog below to learn more about Lucy and Noah...

Walking by faith... NOT by sight (at all)

Why are we so scared of the dark? Why do we think being in the dark is a "bad" thing. Maybe the Lord is just trying to teach us something while we're in the dark. Maybe it is in the dark where teachable moments happen. Maybe it is in the dark where we truly have faith.
You may laugh, but i used to try to run down the road or the beach with my eyes closed just to see how long I could stand it. I would count my steps aloud as I squeezed my eyes as tight as possible only to open them again. Each time I would try to beat the record before. Though I could plainly see the surface I was running on and I could SEE there was nothing in my path to trip over, I could still only run about 20 steps.
Have you ever heard Africa referred to as "the dark continent"? Well, I figured out why tonight. Because when there is no light pollution: no flashlights, headlights, or fires... it is "DARK". Chris and I had an experience tonight and now I know why. Before we stepped onto Kenyan soil I wanted pray about some things specifically so I wrote my prayer out in my journal during one of my sleepless plane rides. I want to preface this story with a portion of this prayer so you can see HOW God answered it.
"...Lord prepare the way- be the lamp unto my feet and light unto my path. Plant my feet so firmly on the Rock and foundation of your spotless Lamb and Holy word. Oh God please use us in a mighty way. Take away any pride or timidity that may stand in the way..."
With this prayer in mind- here is how our evening went:
Our night guard, Noah, lives "not far" from Kawangware slums. His wife lives about 8 hours west of here due to family and money situations. Lucy surprised Noah by showing up on Sunday. (Mind you, he had not seen their 4 month old baby boy yet, b/c when he took his vacation in January to go see her...she never went into labor until after he had left to come back here to work.) So we invited them over for dinner tonight. (I made Mexicalli. One of Ma's famous ones.) After dinner CT and I drove Lucy and baby home because it was dark- Noah had to work. (Every time we are out past dark we tell ourselves we aren't going to make a habit of it b/c the pot holes are a doosey in the dark... so are the Kenyans. They're a bit hard to see walking across the road at night. Somehow it has become a habit.) We pulled over once we got near her house. I still had the baby strapped to me at that point. Lucy said "Come now and see my house!" CT said "Well, I really can't leave the car right here." Opening my door Lucy said "Then Mama come, let's go." Personally, I didn't want to go trudging through the mud and unknown in the pitch dark. That was not my idea of fun. Falling out of my mouth as I swung out the car door with child in arms were the words "Chris, it's okay, it's okay... she said it's not far". Looking back I'm sure those words weren't so comforting, but Lucy had shut the door before Chris could say anything. So down the muddy embankment we went together. The further we walked away from the road the darker it got. I was squeezing that baby so tight. We followed a path between some bushes and past a few houses. I literally could not see a single step I took. Naturally the obvious fell out of my mouth "I can't see!" Immediately I was embarrassed. Lindy, do you think she CAN see? Do you think she's been able to see in the dark for the past 30-some years? She's been walking by faith her whole life. We finally got to a rusty old gate. She pulled it open and we proceeded to her house. She stepped into the house, held one arm out and with a smile on her face she proudly said "This is our home." In about 8 to 10 steps I walked from one side of the house to the other. She pulled out a chair and asked my to sit. I politely declined knowing CT was going to be flipping if I were gone much longer. I thanked her for her hospitality and I began out the door with her right behind me. I was sure that she would only walk me to the gate. As I approached the gate I saw a small light and heard my favorite familiar voice say "Lindy- I'm right here." We started back to the car together with a light. I told him how we walked to her house in the dark. He said "I know" and tried to turn off his flashlight...we tried twice. But since we HAD the light, we couldn't NOT use it. I thanked Chris for coming to get me. He replied "I wouldn't have stayed in the car." He confessed that as soon as the door shut he pulled off the road as far as he could, shoved it in park, found a light and jumped out. I asked him how in the world he found me and how he knew where to go. He said "Lindy, honey, Kenyans are quiet and very soft spoken... and you... aren't so much. I just followed your voice." (I had no clue I was being that loud. I mean could i please draw any more attention to myself?)
Tonight... my prayer was answered.
May your faith abound... even in the darkness.

New Friends

We finally met some new friends here. We are so excited for you to meet them. They aren't from Tville though. As a matter of fact, I'm not sure where they are from. They don't speak very good english. However, we did get their names. So without further ado we introduce to you... our new Sunday Night friends....






Casemu & Keembo

People- FYI... our email is NOT working. Sometimes we receive, but we cannot send at all right now. We hope to have it some time this week. Keep sending if you want, but just be patient with our side. We had about 10 emails that are waiting to be sent.

Mighty to Save

If you were at Rich Fork on Sunday the 15th (our last Sunday)- you may have heard this song:

Everyone needs compassion
A love thats never failing
let mercy fall on me
Everyone needs forgiveness
The kindness of a savior
the hope of nations

Savior he can move the mountains
my God is mighty to save, He is mighty to save
forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave

so take me as you find me
all my fears and failures
and fill my life again
I give my life to follow
and everything I believe in
now I surrender
yes I surrender

Savior he can move the mountians
my God is mighty to save he is mighty to save
forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave

Shine your light and let the whole world see
singing for the glory of the risen king
Jesus, shine your light and let the whole world see
singing for the glory of the risen king

Savior he can move the mountains
my God is mighty to save He is mighty to save
forever author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave

You are my savior you can move the mountains
God you are mighty to save you are mighty to save
forever author of salvation
You rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave

I can still remember the first time I heard this song. We were downstairs in youth worship and Lindsey Larison sang it... I fell in love. Then I got home and couldn't remember the words. Later on I heard it on the radio and heard the artists name. (I'm not sure if Laura Story actually wrote it, but I know she wrote indescribable). So I went home and immediately downloaded it to my Ipod just before leaving to go to the beach for the weekend. (My whole fam went to see CT's whole fam). Saturday morning I got up to run about 7am... so the sun had already risen a bit. (a) So I had a pump-me-up song, then I had Mighty to Save scheduled next. Before I knew it, I was running down the beach with my arms lifted straight up singing to the top of my lungs! What a great praise song!

(a) Funny thing. Before we left for the beach- I texted my brother because we used to run together when he worked at the PD. I texted to ask him "Hey, Matt- bring your running stuff so we can run on the beach together" He texted back "Hey, Lindy- bring your chainsaw and chase me with it so I'll have a reason the run." I don't know if anyone thinks my bro is as funny as I do... there are a few of you who are laughing aloud out there.

Well my people, I promise the good stuff is coming.. about what the Lord is doing in the slums and with the ministry, it is just taking a little bit to get settled and adjusted. This week things should crank up and you won't have to hear me tell silly stories about making detergent, going grocery shopping or making bread that never rises. CT has plans for evangelism in the streets on Tuesday and I'll bring you a report of the good stuff then. Mighty to Save always makes me think about the importance of evangelism and discipleship, man... I just love it. (Sunday called for an extra tear-fest when the pastor's kids had to sing it...Oh mercy- I can remember when they were born and now they're singing my favorite worship song in front of the church)

groceries...

Remember how we said that we weren't coming to Kenya alone? That we were bringing you guys with us. Well, we meant it. Today I would like to bring you guys grocery shopping with me. I want you to be able to compare prices back in the US with our prices here.
I have already converted them from KSH to USD. I know you all appreciate that.

6 eggs- $1.51
milk (2 liters)- $3.71 (PS- it goes bad in about 2-3 days)
Pineapple- $1.57 (that's good!)
3 small tomatoes- $0.43
1 Mango- $1.21 (bummer and it was VERY tart)
1 box of Special K - $11.00 (No, that is not a typo- but don't worry I didn't buy it. All I have to say is that it better be EXTRA special for that price.)


Yea people- you can almost eat out for what it cost in groceries.


So as you can see I'm trying to be Captain Frugal. We eat much smaller portions and I'm freezing every morsel of food that has any potential of being consumed. I can tell I'm really going to have to think ahead on my recipes and plan out the weeks cooking schedule well in advance. That way I can buy milk and freeze it by what the ingredients call for. For example if one recipe calls for a cup of milk and another calls for 2 cups, then I will freeze one in a container and two in another. I'll let you know how this works out (I might be crazy). I've never really thought of myself as being much of a planner. I kind of just... do. Guess God is molding me in more ways than I thought.

When we first got here we had to get a few staples to get us through the next couple days. Ot course, CT and I wanted some fruit. So I bought a mango, a pineapple, some tomatoes and bananas. The next day Abraham (our wonderful house help) told me he could get them at a market for much cheaper. I was so excited because I would LOVE to buy them from someone on the street that really needs the money. He also told me that the people at the Nakumat (like a walmart) were not Christians. He says they will hand you produce and tell you it is good and it really is not. (I picked the produce myself). So i guess since they lie in the produce isle, then they are not Christians. :) Looks like we have some ministering to do at the Nakumat.

I'm going to attempt to make wheat bread today. : o ) I figured out that if I can bake 4 loaves at a time and freeze the other 3. We can save money! WooHoo!
Tomorrow I will try to make laundry detergent (5 gallons- Thanks Linds!) Then Saturday I will see about making some Salsa.
Missing you all like I miss my grocery coupons...

Please look at my coffee mug (hope you can read bakerds')


CT has one that says "#1 Grandpa". Thanks Hal and Ruthie!
(Sorry guys, i know you have been asking for some real pictures, but I haven't taken any. i've been busy... I know it doesn't look like it though)


PS- I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days now... they are the same ones I sleep in (I literally have not taken them off my body.) Not because my suitcase still isn't here, just because I can! Yep, that means no shower either! My husband thinks I smell AMAZING! j/k- i have good deo.
Give me some dreadlocks and a sewing machine and call me Shane Claiborne cuz' I LOVE IT!

Home Sweet Home (or Africa Sweet Africa)

Showers in Amsterdam- $51
McDonalds Lunch- $28
Destroyed piece of luggage- $84
Arriving safely in Kenya to learn a close friend back home has given his life to Jesus...Priceless!

Thank you for all your precious prayers! We have felt them all. We are reminded of why we fell in love with Kenya in the first place... THE PEOPLE! We have been able to catch up with all our Livingstone team here at the house and they are doing well. We are now ready to get our feet dirty! (and our teeth clean after all that time without a toothbrush...)

As soon as we got up to our bedroom we started opening our suitcases to unpack when we looked at one another then stopped to drop to our knees to commit this to our Savior. My prayer is that this NEVER EVER becomes about Chris and Lindy Thompson- that it be only about the great commission and lost and weary souls coming to know the saving grace and refuge of our Lord. I pray our knees become calloused and our rugs under the bed becomes bare. We thank our God every time we remember you!
We love you all so very much and cannot thank you enough for doing WHATEVER IT TOOK for us to get here. Thank you for the countless hours of cleaning; the late nights before the silent auction; the emptied pockets, dry eyes, and snotty noses. Only God knows the joy of our hearts through your service.

We had a video but it's taking FOREVER to upload... maybe later.... stay tuned!

ETA... unknown! :) but we're all smiles!

So we are sitting on the plane right now... EVERYONE must be sleeping, but me. Love it! I feel sorry for CT b/c he keeps waking up trying to get me comfortable so that I can catch a few Z's. But I'm like a little kid right now i guess...

Where to begin catching you all up! I'll start with all the little servants that popped in to help "fluff" our house Saturday. I mean- these people were NOT messing around! We had youth getting up early to show up only to have their hands stained with furniture polish (sorry CB- we blame naivety), and their fingertips eaten by a poor ratio of Clorox to water. THey have no idea what a difference they made. You all made it so much easier to "go"...

Everyone has been asking me for about 2 weeks now "Are you excited?" I never knew how to answer that b/c I hadn't really had time to figure out what I was! Well, to answer your questions... THE EXCITEMENT HIT! It hit the minute Jana and Richie walked in the door. I knew at that moment that whatever wasn't done... just didn't matter! Most of you know, I said "I don't want anyone at the airport- we are not making a scene!" We chose Jana and Richie because we are pretty used to going long times without seeing one another. I knew there wouldn't be tears. :) Some people like to be rebels (Special K) and show up anyway... but I decided he and Skyler were a God send b/c our luggage was over 2-3 pounds on all 4 pieces (I thought I had just lost weight on our home scales- to my disappointment they were off) so we had to take some stuff out to give them to take back home. But I did manage to keep my ice cream scoop! We got through security and sat down. I was so relieved to sit down knowing that those things that didn't get done we actually going to get done by precious friends. (BTW, didn't know they were going to do it like... RIGHT THEN- Gez!) So we got on the plane with fellow servants at home cleaning and tending to paperwork and turning in modems etc. We couldn't be more rich...

Sunday-
Whew what a doozy! We cried a whole lot. We went to bed about 1:30am with massive headaches from our sobs.
I loved Michael's sermon last Sunday (he hasn't been messin' around either. Go on brotha! He tells it like it is and I LOVE IT). I'll give you guys a tid but, but you really need to go to the website and just listen to it. He was using scripture out of Luke (14:25-27) about the cost of being a Disciple. I didn't recognize it or really get it at first. In this scripture Jesus, being Jesus, had a big fan club following and traveling with him- he turns to the crowd and says this "If anyone does not hate father and mother, wife and children, brothers and sisters- yes, even life itself- such person cannot be my disciple." Bottom Line: We have to expect there is a cost to follow Jesus Christ. If you don't give anything up, how can you sacrifice anything for the kingdom? [He also made a comment about how it would be hard selling stuff and getting rid of alot- Let us assure you THAT was NOT the hard part of leaving. The hard part was leaving YOU...reading this blog]

The scripture goes on to say "And whoever does not carry their cross and follow me cannot be my disciple." Let's think about carrying a physical cross.. I mean that would be tough, right? It would be heavy, painful, there would be splinters, cuts, sweat, maybe even tears: sacrifice, right? Now figuratively, to bear the cross means to support it, take responsibility for it- but you have to know and expect there is some cost involved. I rest in knowing that any sacrifice I ever attempt to make will never touch the sacrifice of our Savior. Didn't Jesus walk around teaching and preaching EXPECTING THE COST and sacrifice of his body to be broken in two so that we could truly live. So why shouldn't be give all we can so that we have to Him so that we can be completely free?

(several hours later...)
okay- so we missed our connecting flight in Amsterdam, yet again. So we have a pretty big layover now here in lovely Amsterdam (chuckle). CT was able to check our carry on baggage all the way through to Nairobi at the beginning of the last flight which was a great idea, except I had some stuff in it that I really needed. So looks like I'm gonna be wearing the same clothes and have morning breath forever! It's all good though, I just keep reminding myself that William Cary (first missionary to India) went in a boat and it took him 3 months. Yikes! How blessed are we?!

Love you guys and we'll let ya know when we get there!

Answer to prayers

I have been told multiple times that I need to start updating the blog every other day- especially once we get there.  I promise to do my very best. 

Today I wanted to share an answer to prayers.  About 8 or so months ago we can remember sitting in the basement of a couple's home sharing what God had laid on on hearts about going to Africa.  We talked about how absolutely sure we were that God was pulling us to go soon.  They reciprocated that exact thought, only about foster parenting.  They received their foster parenting license exactly 9 days before we were to leave for Kenya.  Jessica and I both confessed our prayers (unbeknownst to the other) that we were praying Chris and I would get to meet the little one God put in their arms before we leave.  Last night Chris and I got the incredible privilege to hold, pray over, and cry over a beautiful, tiny newborn.  What a perfect family to share God's love to such a tiny guy.  We couldn't be more excited or thankful for the Beaver family.  Please pray for this family as they receive "baby D" into their home and begin their many sleepless nights.  Praise God for people like them who don't mind being uncomfortable, loosing sleep or getting dirty to spread the love of our precious Savior.  

Words of wisdom from the world of little people

Yesterday my college roommate,Jana, drove up from Charlotte to have lunch with me at Monkeez Brew.  As a matter of fact she took a sick day just for this special occasion.  Jana is a Kindergarden teacher (and so cut out for it).  She shared the most precious thing with me and I could not wait to share it with you all.  Sitting in front of me I have 16 papers from her students.  Some with questions, some with comments... ALL with pictures.  They tickle me to death!  Here are a few of their questions and comments:

Do you have a DS  sey or No?  - Shaneem  (He meant a Nintendo DS... like a play station)

(picture: someone playing play station under an apple tree)

Do you have a ape?  -Davon  (I think Jana told me he was trying to write house- but it turned into "ape")

(house, apple trees planes and a mosque)

What will it be lick? I wish I code go too! Rille.  - Skylar  (She drew pictures of a christmas tree and our plane with us in it.  The last word is "really" in case you didn't get that)

Lindy and Chris Thomqson this is angelique holness i hoqe ya'll time.  (those stinkin' p's and q's always got me too.  She left out "have a good") oh- she drew us laying in hammocks... is that what we'll be doing?  :)

"jordan Lindy Chris Thompson Bye hop   e  I love you Jordan

Lhindy

chRis

ThoMPSoN"  (I think it is a picture of a monsoon and the sun- which has our names written in the sun...interesting)

"Alicia Ha Lindy Thompson Chris Thompson?

Do the pepplon (people) chrch (hunt) animals to eat?_____!

Nice to mech you.  My name is Alicia.  Have fun at africa.  What animals will you see wen you get they (there)?____.  Trec (take) gut (good) cer of (care of) them very ren ceffornl (careful)."

(again... we are laying in hammocks)

"Lindy and Chris are you going to see anmles? yes or no

have a grat fry.  (Let's hope he meant fly) I hop yor have a grat stay!  - Indya

(Yellow Skyscrapers)

Lindy Chris I see achrey (a tree).  -Mekhi (Pictures of us, I'm a little heavy set with really long arms)

Lindy Thompson Chris I bit you or the bis frenbs! and I bin on a playn. (... if you don't figure that out you are missing out!)  -Aneem

(Apples tree, sun, and christmas trees)

Chris Lindy Dog!  (Do you have a dog) - Jeffery

(me, chris, Lex, a monkey and a dude with a hockey stick.  oh and the sun with sunglasses- i mean- if I were the sun I'm pretty sure I'd need glasses too)

Lindy Chris Thompson frum AndrewH.  have a grat tim of flowr for Lindy 

(This picture is SO well drawn.  It is Chris and I in the desert, hats on, with an elephant and lion.  (I am holding the flower Chris gave me b/c he was told to)

Do zay have swime Pls? (Do they have swimming pools?)

Do zay have Iscrem? (would I really be going if they were no ice cream?  j/k)

I cat wat wen you telvs wut you sey.  ( I can't wait when you tell us what you say) 

Lindy Chris  -Raven

(sun with glasses, lots of rain and purple snakes- but don't be afraid Chris and I are sailing above the ground in the rainbow sky hanging on to umbrellas)

LiNdy good day LiNdy Chris Thompson and Chris hAve a good time were goig to mis you. (This is an autistic child who asked his friend beside him to help him write something.  HE drew a beautiful rainbow) -Bradley

Lindy and Chris have a good Time! (Rainbow and plane) -Jarod

Lidy Christ  hompson Masrayerar rasrom (I dunno- Im up for suggestions. Anyone good at mad gab?) - Alondia

(looks like an orange skull, but i could be wrong. also a cyclops)

Have a good tim.  Have a rely good tim at africa.  Have a rely good tim Lindy and Chris. 

(Sun, rainbow, plane...hmmm I wonder who was sitting at a table together?)  -Adnan

Hope you enjoyed these half as much as I did!!

Yard Sale Success!

WHEW!  Done-ski!!  The Yard Sale is over and was a huge success!  We were left with very little (until I found a yard sale stash in the guest bedroom I forgot to put out!)  We have some free-stuff left over if you need any clothes, shoes, or other randomness- please stop by and pilfer through!  We took some stuff to goodwill, but we wanted to leave a few things still in the garage for you guys to grab.  

Thank you so much to all of you who came and bought!  You have truly been such a blessing in getting stuff off our hands!  

THANK YOU, THANK YOU, THANK YOU!