Fanks Joni!

Have I mentioned previously how much we LOVE mail? Yes, we have technology now-a-days so we stay connected well. But oh man, the mail is such a reminder of the family and loved ones in the USA. Thank you for remembering us with even the smallest little things. To those of you I know well who have sent packages ... thank you. And to those of you who I don't even know in person ... thank you! It is such a wonderful piece of home.

Joni sent us a box for my birthday. There was a present for me, of course, but that's not what the boys wanted to play with. "Is there anything in that box for me?" Isaac asked as he stood up on his tip toes, chin perched on the kitchen counter. Elijah leaned around from behind him, not-so-patiently waiting as I tried to cut off the tons of tape that Joni always uses!

There was an airplane for each boy. Nice and soft so that it couldn't take an eye out as it went whizzing through our living room. And, there were also ... well ... what are they called?

These things that have been around forever but I don't know the name of. Anyone know the name of these things? The boys love them . Abigail wants to eat them. Scrubs is scared of them. Here's Elijah showing off his skills:

Thanks Joni! The boys are having a blast hitting each other in the face with them every chance they get!

And what would a birthday be without a poem from my father. Here is this year's birthday poem:

Buying gifts and baking cakes
Are pretty standard birthday acts;
Lighting candles and singing songs
Are things we do so fun protracts.

We’re not doing these this year,
They have their place for sure;
We’re simply giving Wendi love,
The gift that will endure.

As daughters go, she’s the best,
We really are quite proud;
When we consider our “little girl”
Our smiles are shout out loud!

Happy Birthday, Wendicles!
Have a day of niceness…
Our gift to you is that we say…
Praise God, Our Wendi is priceless!

 Mom and Dad