Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Buggy's 4th Birthday

The Birthday Kids!
Buggy has been celebrating her birthday for a week. We started with a family celebration a week ago Saturday. We did a joint family birthday party with Buggy's cousin B. They are barely 3 weeks apart in age and have been sharing celebrations since their baptisms.

This year we did a Super Hero themed birthday party. We haven't quite introduced our kids to Super Heroes yet so Buggy wasn't quite sure what to expect. They know of Superman and Batman and but have never seen a movie or cartoon and their only exposure has been from other kids or what we've seen down the aisles in Target.

My sister-in-law was a huge help this year coming up with a game, coming early to help set up, and staying later to clean up. I've been preoccupied with quite a few things recently and I was really grateful for her help.  We each had pinatas for the kids to hit, one for the big kids, one for the littler kids.  This year we decided not to do a craft and all of the cousins entertained themselves very well by running around the backyard, playing on the swing set, playing the game my sister-in-law created, and playing with random toys around the house.

Gifts were a huge hit and I was thrilled to see that B. loved the super hero cape we had gotten for him.  He immediately put it on and ran around the house as we all cheered and laughed. It was neat to see him so excited and watching his cape stream out behind him. It was perfect! The birthday kids looked like they had a good time and so did their 17 other cousins.  My poor niece E. broke her arm earlier in the day.  She was a trooper and I never heard her complain, though she was more subdued and looked like she was in pain. My nephew M. is healing from his brain injury, but looked a little sad not to be able to run around with the other kids. He still has a few weeks to go before he can resume normal activities and that has to be hard for a tween.  We were able to extend the celebration with a sleepover with one of Buggy's cousins. This was a real treat for her and for L.  They are just months apart in age and while we've been able to do a few play dates the girls see each other mostly during family gatherings. I hope to make play dates more often with L's family as the girls get along incredibly well.
Trying to get a picture with the Birthday girl.

Monday, October 22nd was Buggy's actual birthday.  Buggy and I went out for manis and pedis and treated our selves to a girls' day.  We took it easy and opened presents when Daddy came home from work. Buggy called Lolo and Lola and invited them over dinner and we all went to our favorite family restaurant for dinner and dessert.

This year I decided to do a separate friend party for Buggy. Usually our friends come to the big family gathering, but this year we decided to separate it and give Buggy her unicorn/fairy/rainbow party with her friends. While I don't relish having to plan two parties, bake two cakes, plan two menus, decorate the house twice, and make sure it's super duper clean between the parties, it was really nice to relax with our friends.  It was just my best friends and their kids and it's probably the smallest party we have ever hosted for our kids.  With just 9 kids and and 7 adults it was totally manageable. I also gave myself a break with the menu and we did pizza.  For Buggy's hero party I ordered an ice cream cake, but for the rainbow party I made a cake. It all evened out in the end.  I'm usually running around like a mad woman for the parties and this time I was able to sit back and actually have a conversation with my friends. It was like a big play date instead of a party and the kiddos had fun playing together.  Definitely low key and perfect.

Rainbow Cake!
Buggy went for her 4 year old health check up yesterday.  She is one happy and healthy kid. The doctor thinks she will be about 5'7"-5'8" when she's done growing. The doctor said she's tall and thin. (The doctor predicted Boogs will be about 5'9"-5'10" when he's done growing).  Buggy is growing so quickly and I can't believe she's four years old. I did ask the doctor about Buggy's heart and this year she was scheduled for another cardiology check up.

Buggy was born with 3 small holes in her heart. Her last appointment was when she was two years old.  At her two year old cardiology appointment the cardiologist said she doesn't need to be pre-medicated for dentist appointments and she can keep training for the Olympics ;) However, it is always in the back of my mind and it's something I pray about every night when I pray for Buggy. I pray that she continues to be strong and healthy and that her heart stays strong and healthy.

Inside the rainbow cake :)
The pediatric cardiology nurse called me today to see if we could come in for Buggy's 4 year old heart check up. While I was expecting to make the appointment it's still unnerving. I kept up happy chatter with Buggy as I explained each of the procedures during her appointment, but it's still unnerving. I don't want Buggy to think anything is wrong with her, and really there isn't, but to see my baby girl hooked up and to see the various pictures of her heart is just....um, indescribable.  Really.  It's terrifying in the sense that I'm always waiting to hear that her condition has worsened. So far, so good. It doesn't sound like the holes have closed and her pediatrician said that the longer the holes are open, the less likely they will close.  Because of Hurricane Sandy the pediatric cardiologist did not make it to today's appointment, but will call me tomorrow with the results. So I wait.

But my beautiful Buggy is still a healthy happy little girl. She is a devoted little sister and helpful big sister. She is my right hand and I love the way she tells me she is my best friend and will always be my daughter.  I love her heart. I love the way she loves others. I love when she tells me about her "gross spurks" and how things are "ahind" me when I am looking for them. I love how calls our cat "Ebby-ose" because she can't say Berlioz.  I love that she loves to go running with me and how she wants to be the Incredible Hulk for Halloween.  I love the way she sits next to me on our big chair and half and fingers the blankets while I crochet them for others as if she is bestowing a bit of her own love and prayers for whomever the blanket is made.  I love her and I love her heart. We are so blessed to have our sweet Buggy.

Just Born!


Buggy's 1st Birthday

Buggy's 2nd Birthday!

Buggy Turns 3!

My Big Girl is 4!











Monday, October 15, 2012

I Run For...

This past weekend I ran in my first ever Marathon Relay. I ran the second leg which was 7.1 miles long.  My relay team included my husband's brother-in-law, cousin, and my husband's cousin's husband.  All three of my teammates run much more quickly than I can.  I was very intimidated to run with them but all three encouraged me and told me that we are running for fun. After running alongside my cousin and her husband for a training run, I felt better because they totally meant that I could run at any pace and they would support me.

We ran in a large running festival and it was so much fun.  I trained hard and ran as much as possible following a training plan.  The night before the running festival I kissed my kids and husband goodbye as I planned to stay with my cousin-in-law and husband. I had to be on my bus for my leg of the relay by 7:30am. As the running festival was more than an hour from my home, I thought it best to be as close as possible and to carpool to the race. My teammates and I carbed up the night before and went over race details. Who would drive, how at each leg we would hold a bag of things needed for the runner finishing his/her leg so they could be comfortable as he/she waited for the rest of us to finish, what time we would get to the race, ideas of what to wear because it was going to COLD!

After dinner I headed back with K. and A. to their house. We pinned our bibs to our shirts, talked again about race day clothing and what to bring in our backpacks, breakfast ideas, and my own nervous conversation about race day. I also got to look at family photos, got to know the cousins better, and enjoyed my time with them.  They were excellent hosts. I called Hubby to say goodnight and finally fell asleep around 10pm. I slept fitfully thinking that I overslept. I woke up at 2am, 4am, and finally at 5:30am, 15 minutes earlier than I planned to get up. I dressed, finished packing, ate a banana (the only food I thought I could keep down), and peed 3 times. Seriously. I suffer from anxious bladder. Ugh! Hubby sent me an encouraging text early in the morning and I signed him up for tex alerts so he would know how were doing for each leg. He sent me another awesome text after my leg and videos of the kids wishing me luck. AWESOME!

E. came to pick us up by 6:30am and off we went. Race traffic was crazy crowded, but with a little quick thinking avoiding a scammer who would give us a deal on parking (only $10 to park!) we found FREE parking not 100 yards beyond the scammer.  It was crazy cold outside and I wish I had thought to bring a pair of pants to put on over my racing capris while I waited. We took a pre-race picture and I headed to my bus. I was 15 minutes early and looked for jiffy john, but none was found. I was assured by my seat mate that there would be one at our leg of the race.  That would have been fine if we left on time, but the bus left 15 minutes later than scheduled and we took a long circuitous route avoiding the marathon route. By the time we stopped I begged to be let off the bus and ran to get in line for the jiffy john. My bladder was bursting and I made a mental note to always look for a jiffy john before a race and go when needed.

My seat mate was awesome and we chatted during long wait/bladder-burstin ride.  She even caught up to me on our leg and wished me luck before she sped up and left me in the dust.  I was impressed how the running festival was so well organized considering there were more than 30,000 participants. They hosted a marathon, half marathon, marathon relay, 5K, and Kids fun run. WOW!

My brother-in-law came in around the time predicted. Thank goodness he was wearing a bright orange wicking tee and I was able to find him easily. We quickly exchanged our stuff, I gave him his bag and my sweatshirt to hold and he gave me the timing chip and with freezing toes off I went. I did take a detour at the jiffy johns one more time to go and Hubby noticed that my runkeeper looked like I was running a 33:13 minute mile. Yeah, that's because I stopped. But after I kept around an 11:15/mile pace. About a full minute per mile faster than I ran a 5K last month.  I thought my device was wrong, but after hearing consistently that I was running under a 12minute mile, I finally believed it.

The overall running was awesome.  However, I was a little disheartened for the first 4 miles because I couldn't find anyone with whom I could keep pace. I thought I'd find someone and then they would leave me in the dust. It happened repeatedly and I kept seeing people pass me and I was passing no one. I was afraid to look back in case I was near the back of the pack.  But I was running with marathoners and relay runners so chances were that I was at the way back, but still it was disheartening. One piece of advice I received before the race was to check out the marathoners during my leg of the race and to  notice how they were feeling. My friend also encouraged me to soak in the atmosphere. Soak it in I did. I loved giving high-fives to the kids lined on the sidewalks who wanted to slap the hands of the runners.  I loved the signs along the way. My favorite was "Smile if your running commando." I chuckled and smiled although I was not commando.  A girl with a pink shirt ran past me with "I'm not last" written on the back of her t-shirt. I was able to talk to a marathoner for the two minutes he ran with me until he also left me in the dust. The other runners were pretty cool, the crowds awesome, and gave me the itch to want to run another race with a longer distance. My play list was also pretty good. I'm so glad I made a new playlist without children's songs ("Banana Phone" anyone? Or "Shake a toe") or Christmas songs. Much, much better ;)  A lot of my songs had the words: run, fragility, stronger, runaway. Each of them I was able to apply to my run to make me run faster and harder.

By mile 4 I was noticing more and more shirts that people wore saying who they were running for...whether it was a cancer victim/survivor, someone who had died, someone who was battling some illness. As I ran, I thought about why I was running. I run for Boogie, Buggy, Mr. Bananas, my husband, and most importantly, me. While I run for them, I also run for myself. It makes me a better mama to do something that is solely for me and my health. The great benefits are tenfold as I have more patience throughout my day. I have more endurance and I am an example of how to live a healthier lifestyle for my children.  Running has become a part of me. I recently read a book where the author wrote that if you cannot solve your problems on your long runs or several long miles, then maybe you won't be able to solve it. It reminds me of this verse:  Our present troubles are small and won’t last very long. Yet they produce for us a glory that vastly outweighs them and will last forever! 2 Corinthians 4:17.  I carry that with me when I run. Running is my time. Whether it is an hour or two hours, it's my time with my thoughts, my prayers, my burdens, my celebrations. Then I leave the negativity behind and carry the positivity with me for the rest of the day.  Here is a link to an article that I read today about women runners. I totally agree with Freedom Green.

By mile 6+ my legs were feeling it.  My breathing was fine, my mental state was fine. I was well hydrated, but my legs were giving it out. I ran a little slower the last two miles, still staying well under 12 minutes/mile.This verse is a good one when you feel like you can't keep going: But those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31. 

 I was able to find a couple of gals that I used as my target pacers and tried to pass them or keep up with them. I also realized that by my 4th-5th mile, I was starting to pass people and others were walking. I kept running, afraid to stop. If I stopped I was afraid I wouldn't be able to start up again.  So I kept running. My goal was to hit under 11 minutes/mile, but alas I couldn't do it on my last mile, but was able to do it for miles 2 & 3! Holla!

As I approached the end of my leg, my cousin-in-law ran into the street and again we exchanged the timing chip and away she went.  I spent the next two hours bonding with my brother-in-law in the runner's village while we snacked on after-race food and beers.  My cousin-in-law was able to get back from her leg and watch her husband cross the finish line at the end of his leg.  I missed it because I was yet again in the jiffy john. Seriously. Ugh! I used to have a bladder of steel, but after three kids it's totally shot.

I have been on a runner's high for the last 3 days.  My legs were severely aching for two days after the race, but feeling much better today. I think I'll start training tomorrow for next month's 5K. My goal is a race a month until I am finally rid of the last 8 pounds of baby weight! Yes, I know, I lost it all in February and gained 15 pounds back February to August. I'm back to losing it again and hope to keep it lost!

Oh, and yes, I ran in my new Vibram 5 Fingers and they held up well and it was an awesome run. Though I do recommend wearing toe socks for these chilly days.  So glad I bought them before the race.

So whatever you do for you, do it wholeheartedly for you without the guilt. Whether it is running, sneaking away for a mani/pedi, enjoying a good meal with a friend. Do it. It will make you a happier person and renew your stores as you help/work with/work for the important people in your life.

Happy running!


p.s. I don't have any pictures as my phone was close to dying after my run. If I get any from my teammates, I'll post them!

p.p.s.  I ran a 5 mile race about 2 1/2 years ago and finished at 56:25. This year, I finished my 7 miles in  1:21:02.






Thursday, October 11, 2012

We Heart Reading

I love to read. I love delving into a good book and getting lost in the plot and characters. When I was a kid the worst punishment for me was to have my books taken away from me.  I wouldn't know what to do with myself.

My kids love to read and I am so grateful. Boogie has discovered reading books and not just listening to them. I love his enthusiasm and the way he asks, "Mommy, do you prefer fiction or nonfiction? I prefer nonfiction. I like to learn about animals."

Buggy wasn't into listening to stories before bedtime. But more recently she loves snuggling up with me before nap time and listening to a story.  She is now interested in audio books, which gives Mama a break when I'm trying to get a meal on the table for my kiddos.

Mr. Bananas loves listening to stories and one of his favorite books is Dear Zoo.  It's a lift-the-flap book and underneath each flap is a different animal.  Since some of the first signs we teach our kids when we teach them baby sign language are animal signs, this book is a big hit.  Mr. Bananas loves to sign each animal. It also makes it a fun interactive reading experience.

A Little Light Reading after Lunch

Buggy loves to read for Mr. Bananas and he'll often bring her Dear Zoo or Goodnight Gorilla so she can read to him.  After lunch one day I saw a sweet reading experience. Buggy moved her chair closer to Mr. Bananas high chair and began reading Dear Zoo complete with signs for each of the animals. He loved it and I loved this sweet moment that I was able to witness. It makes me happy that I am a stay at home Mama and can catch these little moments.

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Answered Prayers

The last several days have been hard. It's so easy to say that God is wonderful and exalt Him when things are going well. The true test is when something goes drastically wrong.  That is when our faith is tested.

Several days ago we received a horrible phone call from one of my sisters-in-law letting us know that one of our nephews was in the emergency room with a head trauma. That's all we knew for several long hours.  We found out that one of our nephews was riding his scooter and flipped over the handlebars while attempting a trick and landed on his head.  Due to the quick thinking of his friend, M.'s friend called first his father who in turn found my sister-in-law, a nurse.  At first it looked like it was just bumps and bruises, but after several questions she realized it was much more serious and asked a neighbor to call 911.  The ambulance took them to a hospital that specializes in traumatic brain injuries (TBI) where my nephew was in the PICU for 4 days.  He suffered bleeding on the frontal lobe and small skull fractures in the temporal and frontal lobes.  After many CT scans and several debates about whether or not to perform surgery, and much observation they moved him to a regular room and now he is home with his family.  He will have to take it easy for the next 6-8 weeks, but the doctor thinks he will return to normal in about 2 months.

My entire family pulled together providing childcare or meals and visiting M. in the hospital. This one of the greatest things about having a big family. Because there are so many of us, we can spread the help and care along while still taking care of our own families.  M. is my husband's Godson. M's father is my husband's only brother.  My husband went to the hospital the first 3 nights to visit and I was able to go on the fourth day.  And of course, other family members came to visit.

This is where my faith is tested. Don't get me wrong. I believe in God and His many blessings.  In good times and in bad. However, while I desperately wanted to pray, I couldn't. Unless you count repeating over and over in my head, "Please let M. be okay. Please give J. & M. strength while they care for their son. Please heal M."  I couldn't formulate words for a "real" prayer. My head and heart were numb.  I was also afraid that God would answer my prayer in a way in which I wasn't prepared.  I believe God answers prayers, but I also believe He may answer them in ways that we don't want or expect.  So I repeated my words in my head for four days.  I begged for prayers from my MOPS group, from FB friends, and friends and family from all over the world.  I thanked them for the prayers that I couldn't articulate and for their support.

It sounds awful to me, a lifelong Christian who couldn't pray when a prayer was so desperately needed to be said.  Have you ever felt that way? And I guess when I say pray, I mean articulately expressing in words my thoughts and requests instead of rapid murmurings about care, safety, and healing in non-cohesive sentences.  Now that it seems the worst is over and my heart has started beating regularly again, I can pray. I can thank God for His blessings and for keeping M. safe.  But it seems so little and past the time of need, doesn't it?  But I am grateful. I am grateful for the friends who rallied around my sister and brother-in-law. I am grateful for their prayers. And I am once again reminded that God doesn't leave us in the tough times. He did answer our prayers in the way we had hoped and I am grateful.

I'm mulling over my reactions and I'm disappointed in them...but I will admit I was terrified and worried. And I'm sure God could see past my ramblings into my heart, right? He could see that I thought of M. nonstop for the last 5 days. During my visit, I was happy to see for myself M's recovery and road to healing. It helped to slow my heart and to thank God for his many blessings.

Please hug your family today. In the last year I have heard of so much grief from friends and family who  have lost someone unexpectedly or have had children gravely injured or sick. I do encourage you to pray even when it's difficult and to ask for the grace to accept the circumstances.  Not an easy task.  But I will pray for you. Now that I have found my voice again I will pray for you. Peace be with you.

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. (Isaiah 41:10)

Thursday, October 4, 2012

Sibling Love

video


A few weeks ago Mr. Bananas tried to crawl onto and across the kitchen table.  Of course I reprimanded him and made him get down.  His face fell, his mouth opened wide, he gave the silent scream, and then began to wail.  I took a video of him after the fact and when Buggy was giving some sisterly advice. You can hear her tell him to be "just like a big boy." There are still big tears on his face as she's speaking to him.  However, he calmed down and she sat next to him for comfort.

I love that she took the time to give him some sisterly advice and she supported Mommy's stance on "NO crawling on the table!"  He calmed down, rubs his eyes, sat with her quietly. I love that I was able to capture this moment of sibling love.

On another note of sibling love, I was pushing the stroller to school one evening for a fun walk and the big kids were walking in front of me. Boogie was sharing something with his sister and put his arm around her. I wasn't able to take out my camera fast enough to snap a quick picture, but it is something I will not forget.

Watching them reminds me of a song I sang when I was a little girl:

Beloved, Let Us Love One Another 1 John 4:7, 8

Beloved, let us love one another,
For love is of God
And everyone who loves
Is born of God and knows God.
He who loveth not,
 (clap! clap! clap!) knoweth not God,
For God is love!
Beloved let us love one another
First John Four Seven and Eight!

http://biblestudycharts.com/CH_Beloved_Let_Us_Love.html


Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Almost Wordless Wednesday--Dancing with the Chosen

Last Sunday we were able to see The Chosen live! It was a wonderful concert and I am so happy to introduce my little ones to children who live in another country, their words, and their music.

Here is a video of Mr. Bananas dancing with The Chosen. I apologize for all the shakiness. I used my phone to take the video and I don't have the steadiest hand. But nonetheless you can see Mr. Bananas dancing and enjoying himself. LOVE!

Mr. Bananas is in the very front in a long-sleeved red shirt speaking to Millie from Chosen. Every now and then he would stop and look for me and say, "Mommy!" but he couldn't see me. But you can catch him cheesing for someone else's camera. This kid loves being on stage.  If you look closely you can see Buggy and her friend Cha Cha dancing behind him.   Enjoy!


Tuesday, October 2, 2012

Barlow Family Benefit: $5 Ebook Bundle

Dear Friends,

I am sharing this on behalf of my friend Mandi at Life Your Way.  Her friend Jenny, a homeschooling stay-at-home mom of 5, lost her husband last month.  She called 911 on September 9th and her husband passed away 9 days later from a brain infection.  As she mourns and tries to put the pieces back together for her young family, my friend Mandi has pulled together blogger friends to present an eBook Bundle. ALL of the proceeds will go to the Barlow family.  Mandi is also covering the paypal fees for the first 1000 purchases to make sure ALL of the proceeds go directly to Jenny.

The ebook bundle retails for $50, but for the next 3 days will be sold for only $5.  With your purchase, you'll receive the following collection of ebooks and printables:

31 Days to Clean by Sarah Mae @ SarahMae.com

I cannot even imagine the devastation this young family is going through.  My husband is my best friend and I do not know what I would do if he were suddenly taken from me.  Please consider purchasing or donating to help this family. Please share this link or Mandi's link at Life Your Way. If you can't help financially, please keep Jenny Barlow and her family in your prayers. As you think of them, please hug your family and love on them.

Peace and blessings be unto all of you,
The Discombobulated Mommy

UPDATED:  If you would like to donate directly to the family...you can click here.  Thank you to everyone for your generosity and prayers!


Monday, October 1, 2012

The Chosen

This weekend we were blessed immeasurably.  My dear Hubby finally came home from all of his business travels and is home for a while!  Not only that, but he surprised us with being able to come home 6 hours earlier than scheduled. The kids were so excited to have Daddy home for bedtime prayers and not having to do it over the phone. I am grateful to have my best friend home for a while.

The weekend was fun and a great way to celebrate having Hubby home.  Boogie did not have soccer at all this weekend so we were able to sleep in a little bit.  The big kids crawled into bed with us when they woke up and again were thrilled to find Daddy in bed and not away.  Hubby took all three kids to our Church's Fiesta.  They spent the morning getting their faces painted, painting pumpkins, playing games, riding rides, and enjoying yummy Filipino food.

While they spent the morning having fun, I met up with Hubby's cousin and her husband and we went for a 6+ run to train for our marathon relay in two weeks. I run much slower than everyone else on our relay team, but A. ran along beside me and I was able to chat and get to know my cousin-in-law's husband a little better. And with each conversation, I like him more and more. He was very sweet to stick beside me. As a result I ran faster than usual when running by myself, though he and my cousin ran slower than they usually do to keep me company. I appreciated their support. That last mile was a killer for me, but we kept running and I finished. I came home feeling very proud of completing 18 miles in total for the week and for completing my second 6 mile run in the week.

We wrapped up Saturday night with a trip to our favorite ice cream stand, a wonderful way to end a Saturday!

On Sunday we went to our regular Mass. After one of Hubby's long business trips, going to Mass as a family always makes me feel like our family is complete. We are where are supposed to be and it feels like home.  But as I was very sore from my run from the day before and slept poorly I was desperate for a nap. But Buggy fell asleep next to me in my bed and made it difficult for me to get comfortable while Bananas screamed/yelled/cried from his crib for 45 minutes and Hubby was mowing the lawn.  I finally handed off the baby and fell asleep in Buggy's bed desperate for some peace and quiet. I was able to sneak in a quick nap and no one was able to find me.

Sunday evening went much better than the afternoon. We had dinner with our friend A. and trooped together to see a free concert after dinner. We went to see a Ugandan children's song and dance group at a local church.  These 7 youngsters were representing the millions of children orphaned and impacted by the AIDS epidemic in Uganda.  It was a moving experience and I was happy to share it with my family and our friends.  My husband's brother's family also joined us and I was so glad they chose to come with us.  The Chosen shared their plight, video clips of their homes, and their vision of hope. So incredibly touching and moving.

I was introduced to The Chosen by my friend Jenn who went to Uganda earlier this Summer.  It was her sneak peek video clip that made me want to go to see these children in person. Check out her blog for a sneak peek listen.  Aren't their voices just gorgeous?????  Boogie has been thinking about what he saw and heard last night. He is realizing he is very fortunate.  I am happy to introduce our children to different walks of life. It is my and Hubby's hope to do some type of missions work with our family when our kids are a bit older. Maybe this is our first taste....

At the end of the concert the kids were invited to dance with the group. I will do my best to upload the video of Mr. Bananas dancing. It is very shaky and several minutes long and taking forever to upload, but super cute! Check back here and I hope to have it uploaded soon! If not in this post, then in a new post.

It was a great concert and I am so grateful for the opportunity to see these children in person.  Wow, so wonderful and powerful!  However, I think the video Jenn posted is a better representation of their pure, sweet voices. Her video was an impromptu play ground "concert."  Wow!

Two mothers who have children in the group made jewelry to be sold as a fundraiser for the group. I was happy to buy some Ugandan bling to support the group.  I hope Boogie's necklace is a reminder to him of the children he saw on stage. For me, the bracelets I wear are a good reminder that I have a very blessed life  and to be grateful for what I have and to use the bracelets as a talking point about the group, should anyone ask.  I am also impressed how (as my SIL put it) "they have God filling their hearts with joy."  If you are interested in going to a concert check out AOET-USA's site for more information.

Sunday night's concert was a great celebration to end the weekend. Thank you, Jenn for sharing a part of your world with me. xoxo