Keven and Kara's jungle hut

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Kara and dogs in the Piaggio. Flopsy has to be dragged out of the trishaw by force if she suspects somebody might be going somewhere in it. As far as she knows she is the only dog in the universe who has ever ridden in a motor vehicle, and she eats it up.
As for the house... living in Sri Lanka requires us to make some sacrifices, but our house isn't one of them. Unfortunately, the only nice houses (with floors, indoor toilets, eckeltricity, etc.) are big ostentatious ones. We spend a lot of time conveying the idea that we aren't wealthy to the branch members and our employees, but those efforts are dead before they hit the ground the instant they see our house. Blamm! Like that. On the other hand, my car does have handlebars, and I don't own any shoes.

Idol-worshipping Jonny

In this unretouched photo, our so called "Uncle Jonny" (on the left, with the prominent advertisment for tea on his sleeve) makes an offering to an image of Lord Buddha . Let us know how that works out for ya, Jonny.

Jane and Towanda

There is a grassy little island in the middle of the rice paddy that adjoins our factory. As long as you are on it everything seems to be silenced; the world becomes like a painting of a peaceful landscape that is always dreamy afternoon. Megan and I sat there and watched the clouds drift for a bit, but not for long enough. I'd like to live there.

Happy Birthday to Keven and Megan!

We love you both!

Where is everyone?

OK this is ridiculous! No one is posting anything on the "family" blog or their own blog for that matter. I really want to see what is going on with all of you, especially those who are far away and we are forgetting what you look like. I know it takes a few minutes to do but honestly. I expected more from you all!!! I better see a post from at least one or two of you in the next week or else (I might even hire someone to come after you, i.e. little Kev). Please, we miss hearing from everyone.

Forsyth Award-May Nominee-Amy

So I decided to take the kids out for a ride the other day. I got everything ready with the help of my wonderful hubby, and set out for a nice bike ride. Ella and Preston were buckled into the trailer nice and snug and I decided to try out my new biking shoes. As I headed out on the trail I clipped my feet in and out of the pedals trying to be as high tech as my gear headed husband. Feeling fairly comfortable I finally left them clipped in and really started riding. When out of nowhere came my turn onto the Center Street sidewalk. It was a sharp turn onto a steep little hill and since I have no biking experience I started to panic. As I turned onto the hill and started going up, my bike weighed down by the trailer and two 25 lb. children quickly came to a stop. As I was stopping I was desperately trying to change gears to the easier gear so I could keep riding while at the same time trying to kick my feet out of the pedals. I was a complete failure at both attempts. My bike stopped and I tipped over right onto my side and back. It wasn't a horrible injury, minor scrapes and cuts but my poor children were traumatized. Ella kept asking me why I fell over. I didn't quite know how to respond. I wasn't looking like the tough all-together mom she was used to. Anyway, I've nominated myself for the May Award. Are there any other nominations so far?