Mercy Monday, Milestones, and Moments in the Busby house

Asking for your prayers for this upcoming week. We hope to hear in the next day or two about the assignment of a judge and a court date. We are slowly making progress, but we are ready for the next step. Pray for a speedy process from here on out, but most importantly for God’s will to be done and for our lives to be used for His glory no matter the situation. Thank you so much!

Another quote from my devotional that I keep reading over and over: “If you believe that I am sovereign over every aspect of your life, it is possible to trust me in all situations. Don’t waste energy regretting the way things are or thinking about what might have been. Start at the present moment- accepting things exactly as they are- and search for My way in the midst of those circumstances.”- Jesus Calling

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Mercy Milestones….

She has some new words: shoes, ball, you’re welcome, I love you, huh?, oopsies, and night-night.

She has a new fascination with shoes. She always wants to change hers and also put on mine. She cannot understand why I don’t think it’s a good idea for her to walk around the house in my flip-flops. She’s also been good at losing my shoes… or at least one of them. Several times I’ve had to search the house for the match. Friday, I finally found it… slid under the oven!

She understands more and more what I am saying to her in English. She is even starting to obey a bit more. The other night we were eating at a hotel. We were sitting outside by their pool. She decided to run around a bit (have Lawrence chase her), but the problem was she was squealing (very loudly!) the whole time and disturbing other people. I told her, “Mercy, no screaming.” So she tried so hard to hold it in. It was cute to watch. Lawrence could not believe that she understood what I’d said. (More on Lawrence in another post).

She tells me most every time she has a dirty diaper. It may be time to start potty training when we get home. I’m not about to tackle that while I’m here.

She is totally obsessed with the song “Baby Jesus”. It goes like this (to the tune of ‘Frere Jacques’ or ‘Are You Sleeping?’): “ Baby Jesus, Baby Jesus, I love you. I love you. You are my Savior. You are my Savior. Every day. Every day.” She learned this from the homeboyz and one of the house maids. It’s a very common song for young children here. Mercy sings it all day long, or at least the “Baby Jesus, I love you” part. She’s pretty good at it, at least enough that when she’s singing it when we are out and about people know what she is singing. She may have a future in music.

She likes her new hair-do--at least that’s what Harriett and Lawrence tell me. They say she is happier now with it and also acts more grown up. Hmmm…. not sure on that one. ;)

My girl is getting tall. She’s grown 4 inches since late August. Some of her clothes still fit in the torso, it’s the length that is a problem. She’s getting some long legs! So unlike me, Emma, and Avery. We’ll be jealous!

She’s turning into a good American toddler. Her new favorite snack is fruit snacks. She’s going to be upset when my stash runs out. She also likes lemonheads and twizzlers, but I was only willing to share a few of those.

And she’s cutting another tooth! It’s one of her two year molars. She’s got more teeth than any kid her age that I’ve ever seen.

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And you may wonder, how are things holding up at home… Here’s a couple of Cody’s recent Facebook statuses about life at the Busby house:

Avery: "Dad my ankle hurts bad for no reason. It must be a growth sprout."

Me: "Must be. Those growth sprouts can be tough."

Avery (now hopping on one leg): "I know. I hate growth sprouts. I wish I had a wheel chair."

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These words came out of my mouth last night: "Emma, put down the book on Egyptian Hieroglyphics and go to sleep." Love my nerd.

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Emma: "I know Avery, let's play 'Indians.'"

Avery: "Yes! I want to be the girl who helped those men. Hocapontas."

Emma: "Daaaaad...guess what Avery just said!"

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Avery (hysterical & holding her arm up): "AAAAAHHHHH GET IT OFF HURRY!!! GET IT OFF!!!!!"

Me: "What!? What is it?!"

Avery: "My glow stick cracked on my arm and Emma said the juice is POISON!!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!!!"

Emma: "What I meant was..."



Oh, how I miss them. At least we know life with these three precious girls will always be interesting and entertaining.