Separated at birth - reunited 61 years later

These two were born on the same day (Jan 1), same year (mid century), same hospital, same doctor, we think, and may have been switched at birth -- except I can tell that Janell's mother comes out in her at times -- on the other hand, that might be cultural.  At any rate, the lost river valley isn't over endowed with inhabitants, so this coincidence is really unusual, even for those of us who are used to making connections at church.

Elder Cobba's last silly grin -- he was transferred this week.  We are practicing hymns at the piano.  Me piano player???  Only in Panama -- I actually could qualify for a piano -- my income at the moment is not just low, it is negative.

Spanish speakers have trouble separating v from b.  Janell teaches that v one only uses one lip touching the upper teeth -- if they have trouble, she asks them to hold the upper lip so it won't touch the lower lip (giving a b) so they can say the v sound.  This is the result with one somewhat frustrated young man.

This gecko somehow appeared on our windshield going about 55 on the Pan American highway.  He was flipping around -- probably doing tricks in the wind.  Unfortunately, one trick too many, before the driver understood sufficiently the words in command form: 'STOP HONEY!'

Our piano student was sweating just like I do, but she innovated in how to mop her brow.

Rod is giving his Home Teaching message.  You will notice that they like his games better, but it has made him practice speaking and he is improving rapidly.   The lesson was from conference, the story of the man who stole from a former employer and was helped by his bishop as he became active in the LDS church that it was dishonest, so as part of the repentance process, he repaid the money plus interest.  The man was impressed that a lay minister (the bishop) could help members of his flock so effectively.  As 'home teacher' I was bearing testimony of what we see all the time -- going to church is worthwhile, we practice being good on others and usually don't break them.

In two homes now there have been pre-teenagers.  They just broke up in giggles, I have to suppose at his accent.  I don't think it bothered him much, but I gave them a lecture on being bad mannered and they sobered up for the moment.

We're playing go fish (ostensibly teaching English) to the nieces and nephews, while Janell gives a piano lesson.  This young man is friendly and outgoing.  He has come to church twice in the last 3 weeks, he would make a good missionary.  His sister above is quite active.

Water games are always a good idea in my mind on these hot days.  These kids were innovative on their sealed cement front porch.  Usually, we give our lessons there, but we moved to the back yard.  How could you stop something that good?