~Our short family outing~

OK...those of you that have read my posts about our Sundays know that they are NOT A DAY OF REST!! So, Mondays are normally our crash, family days...where we allow ourselves to sleep in, and then take the kids to the park or something fun like that. Well, yesterday, I ran the kids to our park close by, and I was sitting there on a swing looking at 2 old Taste Of Home magazines (AND PRAYING THAT MY NEW ONE COMES IN TODAY...FOR IT IS VERY LATE!!) and all of the sudden I was surrounded by a Father and his daughters and they did the TYPICAL 30 minute INTERVIEW! "1. Why are you here, 2.What State are you from, 3. Do you like Colombia, 4. You speak Spanish well, 5. We want to learn English, 6. How cool that you can speak English and Spanish, 7. Speak to us in English, 8. and even ended with "Do you like colored people?" I answered all of their questions and had them LAUGHING as I described some of their food that we just about GAG over (Chicken foot, Cow gut, etc.) Told them that we are here as missionaries to the displaced people in the South part of Bogota...and that YES, We love Colombia, but of COURSE WE MISS OUR COUNTRY, OUR FAMILY, OUR FRIENDS AND OUR FOOD!!! Then I told him that I loved Colored people...that GOD created us all equal, and that I'm no better than anyone else, and visa versa. They seemed happy with my answers, and were happy that we liked their country. It's SAD...for a lot of Colombians are not happy with their country...they want to move to the USA! So, when they find out that we are from the USA, and like their country, that makes them happy. OK...so, my girls came up right then and told me that Noah's bike was ready to BREAK! (We only paid $12.00 for that cheaply-made little tricycle....and he has RIDEN IT HARD for months.) So, we ran home and Phillip tried to fix the bike, so it would hold a LITTLE longer...than we took our children and their bikes to ride on the MAIN ROAD! DID I HEAR YOU GASP? =)

Well...let me explain...it was a holiday, and on holidays the city of Bogota ropes off 2 lanes of the main road and have police everywhere, and anyone who wants to, can jog, walk, ride bikes, roller skate, etc...on those 2 lanes...so that's WHY we were on the main road. We had just gotten on the road and the kids were riding along fine...WHEN ALL OF THE SUDDEN NOAH'S BIKE BROKE AND THERE HE SAT STILL ON THE BIKE SEAT, ON THE GROUND. (I'M CRYING, I'M LAUGHING SO HARD...IT WAS SOOO FUNNY! =) The ladies around us GASPED, while Phillip and I stood there howling laughing and taking pictures. Poor Noah he had tears in his eyes...

But we assured him that we thought that God would help us to get him another bike sometime. Thanks to big sister Kimberly...he still got to "ride" a bike! They rode and we walked about 3 miles or so and we enjoyed our time together.
~Notice Phillip CARRYING the BROKEN bike!~

~Notice that the wheels are now on backwards...it broke so much.=)~