Just in case there’s any question as to what we are dealing with down here under the equator, here is the proof:
Please don’t be jealous of us. I’m not.
But here’s our Christmas season, sweat and all.
We don’t do Santa, but Josiah took it upon himself to put this together. Yes, there’s a pillow under his shirt and yes, that’s a sock hanging from his mouth.
This is what happens when you buy a box of Christmas lights, and the writing on the box is all in Portuguese. It’s not actually a string at all, but more like an octopus of lights. Eventually, we sort of just draped it on the tree.
HOPAC’s Annual Christmas Fair
This is Apollo, the incredibly talented and radiant deaf man who made our Christmas cards from banana leaves.
HOPAC’s annual Christmas production. The kindergarteners always steal the show.
First graders were Jamaican. You had to be there to get it.
HOPAC alumni visiting us….always such a joy to our hearts!
As a Christmas present this year, we took our workers and their families to the water park. Even though it’s just a few miles away and about $4 a person to enter, they had never been. It was such a joy to see the absolute delirious excitement on the kids’ faces!
This is Clara…my current househelper’s baby. Clara comes to work sometimes with her mama. I LOVE HER and I just might be compelled to steal her.
Annual gingerbread house making. Not from kits!
Aaaand…when you don’t have snowballs, you use water balloons.
Christmas morning. I miss my Daddy.
Meeting their new cousin for the first time.
“Love is what I got from you guys. Family is what I got when I came to you.”
Christmas afternoon and evening with wonderful friends. (Lily is giving the dog a piece of her mind.)
Not family, but still wonderful. We are so blessed.
God with us….How glorious is that? What a wonderful thing to celebrate!
