This is the first time I will have actually known a person personally for whom the work is being done. Someone dear to my husband - his mama, the one who raised him since he was about 6, Gavin's age. The Grandma that suggested we leave Jessica at 2 1/2 years old with her in Venezuela after she took a liking to her following her around begging for chupi-chupis. I hope that the woman who threatened to throw boiling water on the missionaries who taught my husband as a teenager will be humble enough to accept the work being done for her now. I know it would mean the world to Jhonny. We're preparing for an emotional day either way. Just a few weeks more. . .
My baby is growing up and she just keeps making me older. I'm so blessed to be her mother.
Some pics from her Birthday party!
What is a June birthday without a trip to the pool?
She's 12! Can't believe it!
Fun times!
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