Well, I finally picked myself up off the floor from the shock of having our Arizona Cardinals on the way to the Super Bowl. I say “my” like I’m such a huge fan when in reality, I am not. I mean I went to a game last season but it was mainly because the tickets were free and I wanted to see the new stadium. But they are the hometown team and after umpteen years of pretty much nothing it’s pretty cool. Go Cardinals!
The kids had a great 3 days at school this week, including the boys field trip to the zoo. Last night we went to church for the first time since we’ve been back. Saturday night services are less crowded so I figured it would be a good way to break them in. They seemed to have a really good time and liked the music and games especially.
This morning we had a special treat and worshipped with Pastor Surafel and his Ethiopian congregation. Surafel is the man who began Hope for the Hopeless in 1992 and pastors a church in Central Phoenix. He invited all of the adoptive families in Phoenix to celebrate with his church this morning and then they served us a wonderful Ethiopian lunch.
The worship time was in Amharic but the message, preached by one of the Methodist superintendents, was in English. It was fun to see Beza and Wendemagegn signing along. They said they did not know the songs before, but they could read the words up on the screen. They loved the lunch – I think each of them went back for thirds.
On Tuesday I head back to work, my family leave over, and so our “normal” routine will begin. Or our “new normal”. I am anxious to get our routine established but know it will also be a challenge at times.
Our biggest challenge continues to just be food issues and getting them to try new things. We have been blessed by friends who have been bringing us meals the last 3 weeks but it is now time for me to get back into the kitchen. In a way this will give me more control. I can make sure that there are 1-2 things on their plate that they like and then we can lay down the “This is what is for dinner” rule. For example tonight we had burgers, potatoes and carrots. I know that they will eat burgers (although last time Beza didn’t want the bun). I know they like potatoes and since they have eaten carrots (in an Ethiopian cabbage and potatoes dish) I felt safe in offering that. We got some protests but told Beza that this was what we were having and I knew she liked it. We got some pathetic looks and pouts but I just ignored them. She ended up eating 1/2 the burger, all of the potatoes and just a few of the carrots. It is a slow process but we are learning. I refuse to be a short order cook! Wendemagegn wasn’t too sure about the carrots but with Berbere he ate them all. Works for me.