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I Wanna….

Or AWANA as it is officially known, is a weekly event in our household. AWANA stands for, Approved Workmen Are Not Ashamed, and it is not AWANAS, just AWANA. To break it down, almost every Wednesday night we load up the van and head er north to the church with a pit stop at the coffee shop along the. You see the coffee shop is a must for I am a game guy at AWANA. A game guy’s main responsibility is to run the snot out of the kids with minimal injury and maximum fun. Therefore a game guy must bring energy every week into the game time, whether it be God given or artificially injected into the system. 

The toddlers, aka Sparkies, prior to frazzling their teachers.
The toddlers, aka Cubbies, prior to frazzling their teachers.
Combination TNT and Sparks waiting patiently during open ceremonies..

Combination TNT and Sparks waiting patiently during open ceremonies..

 

Boys, hmmmphh!!

Boys, hmmmphh!!

 

 

By the time I finish the 16 ounces of hot liquid adrenaline, I am ready to go. The little kids like Jake get to do crafts and games downstairs. I have not had the pleasure of watching this but I take it 15-20 3-5 year olds leave their mark in an hour and 1/2. For every time I wander downstairs to pick up Jake, I see the tussled hair tear stained cheeks of the volunteer teachers. Sometimes they have a vain pulsing in the side of their neck and they are always extremely grateful to see me and watch the herd of toddlers disappear. Yet they continue to show up week after week. 

 

Games in action on backwards inside out day.

Games in action on backwards inside out day.

 

Game guys chillin

Game guys chillin

After the introduction, song, rules, and prayers, the kids head off to do Bible verses and study. They have listeners in each room corralling them and focusing them for an hour each until they are let out of their corral into the bull ring, where I work.

 

Mr. Kelly got to dress himself tonight!

Mr. Kelly got to dress himself tonight!

dude you have a blank stare in your eyes.

dude you have a blank stare in your eyes.

 

You talking to me?

You talking to me?

 

My job is not nearly as difficult as the listeners or the toddler teachers. There is usually 3 or 4 of us to run games. We try to come up with unique style themed games for every week; Games that are not too complicated but not too easy. Games that wear the kids out but keep them focused on the prize. As game guys one of our favorites is dodgeball. You see our version of dodgeball is to line all the kids up against the wall while we hurl plastic balls at them picking them off one by one. The last 3 standing get points for their team. Funny thing, the kids seem to love the game too.

 

I got a flat tire, what am I suppose to do.

I got a flat tire, what am I suppose to do.

 

Despite my obviouse bling and hip fashion sense, I am not throwing down a rap here.

Despite my obvious bling and hip fashion sense, I am not throwing down a rap here.

 

 

Sometimes we have overall themes, like this week was inside out and backwards week, and Mr. Kelly went all out, literally down to his underwear. It seemed to add and extra dose of energy to the kids, something I really did not care nor was I prepared for. 

 

Mr. Kelly always seems to have more fun than the kids

Mr. Kelly always seems to have more fun than the kids

There he goes again

There he goes again

 

AWANA needs millions and millions of volunteers each week, well at least 20, and we seem to have them. It can definitely be trying some weeks, like this one.  I often wonder if the kids are not stopping at the same coffee shop on the way north? Perhaps they get the 24 ounce. I may have to step up my game. 

 

Haha, at least we don't have to deal with the Cubbies!!!

Haha, at least we don't have to deal with the Cubbies!!!

Where are the Cubbies, I think we are suppose to be in there.

Where are the Cubbies? I think we are suppose to be in there.


A sno-go Sunday

It has been difficult to blog since we have come home from Costa Rica. It just does not seem as exciting or interesting, and the material has somehow lost its luster. But we will persevere and fight through and together we can get back in the groove. So if there is something you want to know about, let me know and I will offer up a blog on it.

First an update on Jo. Recently I realized that I had not updated all of you as to the status, that is because the status is quo. We pick up Jo on Friday at 5 pm and then drop her off Sunday at 5 pm. This has been going on since before we left for vacation and will continue until????? We have still seen signs that cause us concern, so please continue to pray. 

Her last weekend here we took the opportunity to go out on our snowmachine, a machine given to us by some extremely giving people. I took most of the kids out and let them drive me around, and they had a blast. You may recall, about 4 years ago Dorian had a little “incident” on a snowmachine a few years back and we haven’t gone out much since. 

 

Now hold on tight!!!

Now hold on tight!!!

 

 

Ben tended to get a little throttle happy, and at one point I thought he was determined to jump the Sterling Highway, and not on purpose. His second time out he seemed to have the hang of it. 

 

Ready for takeoff

Ready for takeoff

 

 

Olivia was a natural. She has the touch and went just the right speed for dad’s taste. 

 

Livy scaring daddy

Livy scaring daddy

 

 

Kassie too seemed to have a great touch and as usual her smile never left her face, which in turn made me smile. 

 

Ben waiting patiently for his second turn

Ben waiting patiently for his second turn

 

 

Jake and Jo loved it. Though a little apprehensive at first, they soon warmed up to the adventure and the next thing I knew they had their hands on the throttle and apparently thought that I should go a little faster. 

 

If we are not back in 5 minutes, send out the Troopers.

If we are not back in 5 minutes, send out the Troopers.

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I thought we were going on a hay ride.

 

The next thing I knew, 2 hours had flown by and it was time to get ready for Sunday night church. Now if I could only get mom to come out for a ride, then I would have accomplished something. She has this “thing” about outside activities in the winter. My true Alaskan woman.

Jo showing daddy how to go faster

Jo showing daddy how to go faster


Costa Rica Day 10 The end is near

For those of you that keep track, remember last Sunday we went to Liberia and got lost amidst a city wide celebration, and the way we escaped was to put Church’s Chicken in the GPS. Well we promised to be in church today, and we were. We went to the Beachfront Community Church. Now it wasn’t beach front and, like many public buildings here, it did not have walls. It was quite breezy, so that made service a lot of fun, but they were ready and it did not faze them a bit. Me, I was sweating throughout the service, and no it was not because I was convicted, it was because I was hot and the breeze, well it too was hot. The winds are called Papygao, and they are seasonal. 

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Pre Service

Pre-Service

The outside of our church

The outside of our church

After Church we did something we had not done since we have been here, we ate inside a place with actual air conditioning and walls. While inside, Tra spotted a friend of hers, a little boy that had been wandering the area trying to sell things, and when he met us, Tra loaded up with his wares. Ever since then, every time we see him he waves emphatically. So Tra ordered him a mango smoothie and while I paid the bill she ran it over to him. He was very excited and drank it quickly. I think we have another amigo in the area. 

Tra's new best friend

Tra's new best friend

Another interesting tidbit, apparently the dry season is the burn season. Yeh, I know, it makes no sense to me either. But we noticed fires all over the place and so we asked what was the deal, and the deal is they don’t care about wild fires. They flat don’t care. The fires burn slow, and the houses are not built out of wood, so they don’t care. Apparently the Papygao winds end the end of this month and then everybody really burns like crazy, along with the hillsides. Every once in a while they take out a power pole, but hey who cares?

Fires across the way

Fires across the way

More fires, they are everywhere

More fires, they are everywhere

Finally we have hit several grocery stores here, the main ones are called Super Compro, Super Mercado, Auto Mercoda and Double Massai. The most American one is the one in Playa Del Coco, which we have shopped once. Most of the time, they look like the pictures below. 

Small grocery store items, typical items.

Small grocery store items, typical items.

We ended the day returning to one of our favorite restuarants, or first re-eatery, and it again was wonderful, El Coconut in Tamarindo. There

 we ended the night looking at the sunset and reflecting on the fact that we have passed the half way point of our great adventure, and like the pastor said this morning, the end is near. 

the moon has been fantastic lately

the moon has been fantastic lately

Tamarindo sunset

Tamarindo sunset

This little fella greeted us when we came home. You can't see it in this pic, but they are very colorful, and mean, much meaner than dungeness, the meanest Alaska crab.

This little fella greeted us when we came home. You can't see it in this pic, but they are very colorful, and mean, much meaner than dungeness, the meanest Alaska crab.

 What we learned:

1. A church without walls, and wind, can add empasis to the message if timed right.

2. A church without walls can make you sweat, which isn’t always bad.

3. Fires in Costa Rica, just like the people, burn slower.

4. The markets closest to the tourist areas are by far the most expensive.

5. The kids here work hard, and they appreciate a mango smoothie.