Same game, different driver

Stephen on his bicycle from Grandma and Grandpa Waters. His brothers assembled it for him.


This the Beeli family with the maternal and paternal grandparents on the celebration of Stephen's third birthday party.


The paint crew hard at it.


Easter continues. We beat the girls up today. They have been coming out to get us around 8, but we went in for my shower (Evelyn showered in the motor home) and breakfast of oatmeal. Afterward we went to have our conversation with the customer service representative at the Aerbus dealership. He was quite accommodating and gave us a fair deal on the price for the replacement part on the countertop. We looked at some of the later model units too, and I was particularly disappointed in that the basement compartments did not come out with the slides. I would never buy one like that. It is extremely uncomfortable to get things out while bending under the slide. We came home for lunch and made a decision to take the Beelis out for dinner tonight. Pieder was to meet us after a therapy session on his knee. But after lunch we finished the yellow wall in the boy’s room. It has been fun to work with the boys. They were nearly always eager to help but not always compatible since we had only one roller and brush work on the trim is too difficult for them. But now they have a room with blue, green, red, and yellow walls. We cleaned up the mess and the grandparents came to the motor home to rest. As I sat here I began to get a headache, perhaps from breathing the fumes or some sort of allergy. When it was time to meet Pieder, he called and said the Mercedes had died again while he was coming home. Emily went to give him a jump but misunderstood where he was, so he called and I went out. I thought she would find him before I arrived and I was right. He was running with her right behind. I turned around and followed. About two miles further, I came upon them hooking up the jumper cables again. Emily and I were laughing because we had played this same game last week. He drove another half mile and had to be pushed around the corner but picked up enough speed to make three corners into their driveway. He had to begin working on the car so the rest of us went in the motor home to eat dinner (at a Panda Express), shop at Sam’s Club, fill the coach for Wednesday’s trip, and get a paper for Emily to get a Wal-Mart grant for her home school. We got home shortly after 8 and I joined in the men’s group discussion even though I didn’t feel too good. After while they laid hands on me for prayer and we parted for the night.