Once a week Lyla and I get together with other moms and kids for a playgroup. The kids and moms have all become quite good friends. Just now, as I am working on this post, Lyla has climbed into my lap and said excitedly, "Those are my friends!" It all started back in TLF (temporary lodging facilities on base). When I think back about it, I am reminded that God's timing is always right. We had been in the temporary housing for a little more than a week. Our car arrived and I was trying to get the hang of driving on the opposite side of the road. On the particular day I'm thinking about, it was my second time driving and it ended with me getting out of the car nearly in tears, wanting to go home. So, as we often did, because there wasn't much else to do, we took Lyla to the playground. It was on this day at this time when God new I needed it most, that I made my first friend in England. That friend then invited us to pizza, which was quite the staple in TLF, where we met other friends. And the making of friends at the playground continued!
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Lyla, Deyton, Eli, Alex and Seth enjoying their s'mores |
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climbing the fence to say hi to the horses |