Now and again, Chris enjoys regaling Piper with tales and tidbits of our future homeland in America. We here in NZ hear much about the shootings that tragically transpire in the land of the free, and fear the poisonous spiders that our near neighbours Australia and US boast, while NZ remains secluded from almost all deadly villianous arachnids. Today, he told her that there would be spiders with guns, but some good things too...like Grandma and Grandpa.
Piper and Dad are currently reading "Bears in the Night" by Stan Berenstein. While I find it spooky, he reads it so dramatically that Piper squeals with joy. Because she has had beetroot as one of her courses, by the end of the meal, she looks as though she has been in a bloodbath, so Chris says, "Ok! Daddy will clean up this little murder victim."
We really cannot remember what in the world we did with all our time before Piper arrived and consumed so many of the stretch of time between Chris's return and the close of our eyes in sleep. Such a little person requires such an exponential amount of work.
Chris set up this tea party for Piper to find when she woke up. Everyone who was anyone attended!
A sweet little face
She loves the "splash" with Dad time!
Feeling squeaky clean
The church we are members of meets in a Middle School/Intermediate School Hall. We have to set up and break down each week. Families with kids sit in the "kids corner" :)
It's all a far cry from the splendour of Tenth Presbyterian Church, and the gorgeous music ministry there. However, God loves and dwells among all peoples and all styles of worship.
Piper tries to get to know the newest baby in our church family, little Hazel Van Rijs.
Piper is getting more and more confident on the slide! She loves it now!
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