Mommy: Can you do a summersault?
Elias: No, I fall, bonk my head and cry. Way dwangdwous. (dangerous)
Daddy airplane talking to his son (another airplane):
“Be sweet and obey. I love you, son.”
Mommy: Where’s the mommy airplane?
Elias: Grocery shopping.
Pointing to a picture of a tuna:
“I touch that, it burn my finger and my belly. It be very dwangdwous.”
“I just bless you’d [sneezed] on you!”
“Mom! Last night I scared [of] A/C. I tell Jesus. I not scared anymore.”
Nathan sometimes receives gifts from the tribal people in the villages where he flies. It’s usually fruit and vegetables. One time we got some honeycomb.
Last week, though, he got a very unexpected gift from the village of Gokodimi. He currently does not fly to this village. So the people of this village, desiring the MAF airplane to come, sent a representative to hike several days over to a village Nathan does fly to, to present him this gift:
Now, this may not look like much to you. But to the people of Papua, this is a highly valuable bag. The yellow fibers come from orchid plants that are only found high up in trees. Of course, there are no ladders, or cherry-pickers in the village. To get the orchid stems, you have to climb up to the tippy top of the tree. The stems of the orchids are then stripped to make the fibers. After that, the bag is woven by hand. MONTHS of work.
So, to be presented with this bag as a gift, is quite an honor. And we hope that someday, the village of Gokodimi will be able to have to MAF airplane land in their village.
It’s that time of year again: time to get our Indonesian driver’s licenses renewed! A trip to the police station to get your license renewed here is just about as fun as a trip to the DMV in the U.S.
First, we waited around for a long time in the waiting room. The waiting room here though is just a bunch of benches outside. Thankfully, one of our national staff workers came along with us to help us with filling out the paperwork and talking to the appropriate people. There’s a whole lot of vocabulary involved in getting a license that we just don’t know.
Then we were ushered into a little side room where we were fingerprinted.
And had our photos taken.
Then there was some more waiting…
And finally, about two hours after we walked in, we walked out with new licenses! Yay! We are legal to drive again for another year.
I’m not super creative. I’m really not. But what I am is a good copier I’ve seen these cute growth charts all over Pinterest, usually made of wood. I knew I wanted a fabric one so that it would be easy to roll up and take in a suitcase. So I spent the better part of a Saturday morning making this:
The best part? This is a no-sew project. I used iron-on seams, a sharpie marker and some black paint. Easy peasy.
I added some older measurements, along with a more current one. Look how much my boy has grown!
We don’t usually make it out to watch the sunset, which is really too bad because Nabire has some beautiful ones. But the sun always sets right in the middle of dinner/bathtime/bedtime craziness. (Sidenote: the sun rises and sets right around the same time every single day in this part of the world, being so close to the equator. When we first arrived in the States on furlough, we were thrown off by the sun setting so late! We actually forgot to eat dinner, because without the 6:00 sunset, we had no idea it was dinnertime.)
On Friday though, the day we returned home after two-weeks in Sentani, the sky was especially beautiful. We pulled Elias out of the tub, wrapped him in a towel and headed outside to watch the sunset. It was as if God was saying, “Welcome Home!” A camera can never quite do a sunset justice…but look how beautiful: