FLORIDA!

We arrived in Florida last night, spent the morning at Community Baptist Church, had lunch with the pastor's family and other missionaries, then hit the beach (come on, it was 50 degrees warmer than when we left Virginia). The kids braved the cold water, Nathan and I wrapped ourselves in beach towels and watched.
The kids were really excited to arrive in Florida. This morning they kept commenting on how much it reminded them of Africa because of all the palm trees and because it was so warm they could wear sandals again. I think up until today, Asher was convinced that warmer weather was gone for good. Folks at the church who had been around for years were excited to see Nathan and I heard lots of "I used to watch Nathan in the nursery". Asher, our 4 year old who has the knack of saying the cutest (and most embarrassing) things, stood at the door and greeted people as they came in for the evening service with a handshake. I thought it was cute until I got a little closer and heard him telling someone, "My Dad is an African, and so am I!" I realized that what he was meaning was that he was wearing his African shirt just like his Daddy was.