Snapshots of JH Camp

This past week, I (Stacy) went off to Itacurubi with the 6th, 7th and 8th grade students at Asuncion Christian Academy.  It was a long four days without Brandon and Bailey, but we all survived.  Barely. :)

I'm still mulling over a more thoughtful, reflective post about the overall camp experience, but until that materializes, here are some pictures to walk you through the highlights of the week:

Chipa!  On the way to camp, our bus made two pit stops, the first of which was to load up on chipa, a traditional snack/breakfast type bread.  One of the ladies boarded the bus and traded mini-loaves of chipa for 2,000 guarani (around $0.50).  The second stop (not five minutes later) was for ice cream, peanuts, sodas and other snacks.

A word of prayer to start the week and then it was off to team competitions!

Volleyball . . . it was a little scary to watch at first, but they picked it up quickly and even "practiced" during free time.

Each team came up with their own names consisting of an assigned color + animal + modifier (adjective or adverb).  The boys and girls on the teams then made their own posters.

Pool time! The first two days at camp were BEAUTIFUL and everyone enjoyed an afternoon in the water.  It was funny, though, that the girls were more worried about getting pictures of themselves swimming while the boys just wanted to swim. 

Soccer . . . anyone surprised?

Crazy relays with Profe Diego.  To earn 1/2 a point for their teams, pairs of kids had to hold a volleyball between their foreheads and weave through a maze of cones.

To earn a full point, they had to complete the same route in sets of four.  This team did it right, balancing the volleyball on top of the heads of two short kids while the two taller ones held it in place.

Mano, mano!  In this twist of the soccer classic, the students on the field could only use their hands and the goalie could only use his/her feet. My back hurt just watching them.

Go pink!  Not an official "team" at camp, this oh-so-energetic group of girls was nicknamed "pink team" by our chapel speaker.  And yes, this was as excited as this group got.  

To start off each chapel, teams competed in silly games. Here, the girls had to take off and put back on their socks while wearing socks on their hands.  

Rain, rain, go away!  What to do when rain spoils all outdoor activities? DANCE PARTY!  Each team was assigned a genre of music and a "character" to have in their dance.  Here, hip-hip music with a person dressed all in black.  Another team had to do ballet wearing towels.

This team was assigned regeton (popular clubbing music) with a duck (far right).  The last team performed salsa with two cheeses.

The 8th grade girls that I got to chaperone. Considering the rain "ruined" the last night of camp and several of the special things the 8th graders have traditionally done, they were pretty good. They even let me nap every afternoon (yes, I played the pregnancy card). 

Group shot!  

Silly faces . . . :)

Our Neighbors

When we moved into our house, we shared the corner with two restaurants. Dangerous, I know.

The one directly across from us - Costa del Oro (Gold Coast) - quickly became Brandon's favorite; he was a weekly regular and quickly befriended the waiter.   It is an Uruguayan restaurant, though I couldn't tell you the difference between the food there and traditional Paraguayan places (except the absence of chipa quazu and sopa paraguaya).  The restaurant has a small inside area and a nice sized patio that we've enjoyed, too. Over the past months, we've frequented the restaurant fewer and fewer times, but share greeting with the owners and staff daily.  Every Sunday, our corner is packed with cars lined up for the weekly pasta buffet; we've yet to try it, but judging by the traffic on the streets, it's gotta be pretty good.

Caddy-corner is Rosopomadoro, a pizzeria that we've actually only visited once (shocking, I know).  The first night Abue and Grandpa Trevino were here, we ordered a pizza and calzone to go and enjoyed it at home once Bailey was asleep (yeah, it was a late dinner).  Our friends Cassie and Nate ordered a pizza from them one night while babysitting and had the same thoughts as we did: it was good, but nothing extraordinary, and a bit overpriced.  I haven't noticed a slew of traffic in and out of it's doors, but they also deliver so that may be where most of their business comes from.

The newest addition to our cozy little corner is Paraguayan restaurant, Ramambu.  I've been told that the by-line under the restaurant's name - lembi u Paraguay - is Guarani for something along the lines of "good, traditional, Paraguayan cuisine." But don't quote me on that (reminder: Guarani is the second official language of Paraguay).  Until a week ago, we thought that someone had just bought the house and was in the process of remodeling it as a place to live.  It wasn't until the sign went up last Friday and people started rolling in for the grand opening that we realized that we were surrounded.

Needless to say, I'm feeling a bit of pressure to put some tables out on the patio and open some sort of cafe . . .

Nah!

Dia de Boqueron

Wikipedia - in it's supreme authority and accuracy - refers to Dia de Boqueron as the "D-Day of the Chaco War" and, from what I've gathered from other slightly more reliable sources, that statement is not too far off.  On September 29, 1932, a Paraguayan siege on "Fortin Boqueron" (Fort Boqueron) successfully forced Bolivians to surrender.  It was not the final battle in the Chaco War (a cease fire wasn't signed until June 12, 1935), but it was a significant battle that prompted other successful offensives.  


And now, it's a national holiday! And what better way to celebrate than with a church-league soccer tournament?

Daddy playing for the men's team.

Last Thursday, as we enjoyed a reprieve from school, our church participated in a soccer tournament against some of the other Christian Missionary Alliance churches in the area.  There were 8 men's teams and 6 girl's teams that played. Brandon (of course) played, but I opted out; after being put on bed-rest three times in three months, I thought that a soccer tournament might be pushing it.  :)

Chillin' in the shade at the playground.

Our pastor said that in the past they had done a play-off system with a finals match, but that it got pretty heated between the teams in the finals and none of the other teams stuck around for the final match.  So rather than have an anti-climactic, un-Christ-like finish, they opted for a round robin style tournament this year with each team playing the other. The winner was determined by the total number of goals your team scored during the day. 
  

  Our women's team finished second overall! Woo-hoo! :)

Bailey put herself on trash duty, collecting wrappers and straws left behind in the sand.

And while we had been enjoying a semi-spring like week, Thursday brought the heat.  Thankfully the park was nicely shaded and there was a cool breeze blowing.  The players were still baking out on the turf, but us spectators were (reasonably) cool.  

Go, Daddy! Go!

While we waited for Daddy's games to start, Bailey and I played in a nearby sand area.  She loved going down the slide, moving sand from one spot to another, and even played with some of the other kids from church.  She's so used to being alone that she has anti-social tendencies (like her Mommy) so it was nice to see her approach other kids and play (nicely!) with them.  

Caleb and Josiah (our pastors oldest two) playing with Bailey. 

They have two younger sisters (twins, 2 1/2) so they knew how to be patient with her!

Bailey and I stayed for the first four games, but by 11:30 or so, Bailey was done.  She usually goes down for a nap around 9:30, add in the heat and the extra exertion playing around at the park . . . one grumpy toddler, coming right up!  Plus, Bailey is a walking heater and when she gets hot she sweats...a lot.  And her face turns bright pink.  Despite two sunscreen applications before 10:30, and a rather shaded sitting area, she looked like she's been sun bathing for hours at the beach wearing nothing but baby oil.  Poor thing!  Needless to say, she took a long nap once we finally got home. 


After Daddy got home, took a shower, re-hydrated and napped himself, we headed out to for dinner to finish celebrating Dia de Boqueron.  While waiting for our food, Bailey and Brandon played "pass the rattle" on the table.  I just LOVE her laugh!

Bar Barakah

After an evening at ACA for Family Adventure Night, Brandon and I put Bailey to bed in her playpen at the school’s apartments (thanks Gretchen!) and hailed a taxi to a hotel a few blocks away.  Ariel, one of my current students, and Brandon’s former student, had turned 13 during the week and his family was hosing a Bar Barakah celebration for him (his sister turned 15 last year and we attended her quince, too).  It was a beautiful night full of blessings and honor being bestowed on Ariel. 

As the invitation explained, the Bar Barakah is the Christian take on the Bar Mitzvah celebrated by Jewish boys at the age of 13.  It’s a coming of age ceremony and also a time to bless the young man and dedicate him to the Lord as he enters manhood. 

The dinner was hosted on an outdoor patio next to the hotel’s pool.  It was a perfect evening temperature wise and Brandon and I enjoyed getting to practice our Spanish.  We sat with some parents of students and the pastors of the church Ariel’s family attended.  They were extremely patient with us and the pastors (who are bilingual) helped us out a lot. 

Ariel and his family 

After dinner, Ariel sat with his parents at a front table as his father explained the significance of the night and expressed his love for his son. It was beautiful.  His mother and sister also spoke words of blessing over his life, as did his small group leader from church and the pastor.  As a gift from his parents, Ariel was given a ring with an emblem of a lion on it (Ariel means “lion of God”), that he sported proudly for the rest of the evening.  

It was funny, though, that Ariel, after a ceremony ushering him into manhood, ran off to play hide-and-seek with his friends.  Definitely made me laugh.  

Family Adventure Night

Three days after the fashion show at ASA, ACA (where I’m teaching part-time this year) hosted the second-annual Family Adventure Night.  What a different event!  Just like last year, each grade level was partnered with another to create a carnival type booth featuring games and prizes. 

The booths shared half of the soccer field with a cantina and tables for the adults. The other half of the field was reserved for parking.

 The food was delicious (burgers with fried eggs, skewers of chicken and beef, sopa paraguaya, and deserts galore) and a student band provided the entertainment for the night.

By the end of the event, most of the students were drenched head-to-toe because of the 6th/12th grade booth that sold water balloons.  They did, however, issue a warning at school to the students that there would be water games and to bring a change of clothes, or at least a towel.  Most (okay, some) listened.

The water balloon booth also hosted a "jail" - the mini-goal to the left in the picture. During the night, the seniors convinced/bribed/coerced teachers to spend a few minutes inside while students took aim.  No, I did not participate. Yes, I used being pregnant as a cop out. Thank you, peanut! :)

Fashion Show

Last week Brandon took me to the first big event of the year at his new school, American School of Asuncion (ASA).  The 10^th grade class – as a fundraiser for class events – hosted a fashion show.  The students, from pre-kinder through high school, modeled clothes, shoes and handbags from various local stores. 

The show was held on one of the school’s outdoor basketball courts, but you never would have known.  The bleachers along three sides of the court were draped in fitted black fabric, which completely erased the sporting event vibe.  The stage was a legitimate catwalk extending from the fourth sideline (baskets had been removed) towards the half court line.  Folding chairs atop an enormous red carped filled the court and were “reserved” for the administrators and parents willing to pay the 100,000 Guarani ($25); we stayed in the bleachers, content with out 30,000 Guarani ($7.50) seats.  I was jealous, however, to see that the adults in the rich seats were served complimentary soft drinks, finger foods and desserts throughout the show (catered by the food court of a local mall).

Here are some pictures from the night and the various clothing lines featured.  

Tommy Hilfiger 

Mimo & Co - a local children's brand featuring the CUTEST elementary kids!

AdmitOne - athletic clothing

Nike - Brandon's favorite part of the night

Morena Rosa - more of a "mom" brand, the first model out on the catwalk was a mom. I thought it was kind of odd, but shrugged, thinking that the whole line would feature the trophy wives that weren't content to live vicariously through their kids.  But no, she was the only mom, the rest of the line was modeled by high school girls . . . not quite sure about that one.  

Josephine B. - had a Forever 21 feel to it

Levi's

  

After the show, we treated ourselves to ice cream (just one of the vendors selling food at the event) and called it a night.  It was a very different event from anything we’d seen at Asuncion Christian Academy (ACA) last year, but it was a fun night and we enjoyed getting out of the house for a few hours.

Sixteen Month Update

Clothing Size: Anything from 6 months to 2T.  Some of her pajamas are 6 months and most of her skirts are, too.  The rest of her clothes are in the 12-18 month range, with a few specialty tops (her “Big Sister” and Dodger’s t-shirts) at the 2T mark. As the weather has started to heat up, I’ve pulled out a few 18 month summer clothes Abue and Grandpa Trevino brought, and the tops fit fine. The shorts and skirts will have to wait.

Shoe Size: Her size 4’s fit her perfectly (this week) but she has a pair of 5’s that stay on her feet, too.  Her imitation pink crocks are her go-to shoes, although Daddy prefers she wears her white Nike tennies.

Teeth: Her front eight teeth (four on top, four on bottom) are all the way in and chomping away.  Her top two molars have started to break the skin, though they haven’t popped all the way through.  The bottom molars are still pushing up through the gums; swollen, but no actual tooth yet.

Food:  She eats anything and everything, especially breads!  Her eyes light up for bananas, cheese, beets and crackers, too.  Brandon and I have started eating vegetable pasta so that I don’t feel as bad feeding the pasta to Bailey, too.  At dinnertime, she eats what we eat 99% of the time.  Even if we’re having Mexican food, I’ll spoon out some meat pre-seasoned and put together a “burrito bowl” with rice, beans, meat and cheese, for her to pick through while we eat enchiladas or tacos. 

            Fruits: bananas, peaches, apples, pears, pineapple, nectarine, mango, papaya

            Vegetables: carrots, peas, zucchini, pumpkin, green beans, beets, lima beans

Dairy: milk, yogurt, cheese (cheddar, queso de sandwich, mozzarella, and a block cheese that’s similar to cheddar that we grate up for tacos and such)

Meats/Protein: eggs, chicken, various cuts of beef, ground beef, pork (though, if there’s a fruit or vegetable around, she’ll ignore the meat and stick to the produce)

Starches/Grains: rice, vegetable pasta, whole-wheat bread, tortillas

Other: chipa, breads, corn & potatoes in moderation

Gross Motor Skills: She’s a master at walking (most days) and is now trying to run; it’s more like a speed walk, but she waddles when she does it so it’s super cute.  She loves to dance and will do squat after squat after squat to the rhythm (roughly) of the music; drop it like it’s hot, Bailey!  She’s also started to spin in circles and is getting pretty good and going up and down ramps.  She is not confident about stairs that are “normal” sized (or larger) but will scale solo any “steps” less than 3 inches or so in height.  Her newest fetish is walking on her toes.  Mid-stride, she’ll push up on her tippy-toes and take a few ballerina steps before plopping down and walking normally again.  With Brandon’s coaching, Bailey is kicking and throwing soccer balls and tennis balls all the time.  While she prefers to throw the soccer ball and kick the tennis ball, we are just happy that she’s started actually throwing “la pelota” forward; for a while she just held it over her head and dropped it behind her back (squealing in delight as it bounced around behind her).

Fine Motor Skills: “Finger foods” reign at each meal as she pinches individual peas, grabs handfuls of scrambled eggs and switches seamlessly from one hand to the other.  She’s started showing interest in forks and spoons and will occasionally self-feed herself cereal in the mornings (using both hands interchangeably).  Grandma is shipping us some toddler forks so we can start practicing with those, too.  During play time she’s getting good at turning individual pages of her books – as opposed to flipping from cover to cover in one fell swoop.  She hasn’t mastered it yet, but she’s getting better at placing her blocks in the puzzle holes in the sides/tops of several shape identification toys she has.  She’s also getting pretty good at placing the oversized puzzle pieces in their correct location on her farm puzzle.  Mommy’s iPod touch is one of her favorite toys and she loves “pushing” the buttons, re-organizing the icons, and browsing pictures of herself that I’ve loaded on there. 

Cognitive Development:  Bailey’s a GREAT listener (most of the time) and seems to understand most of what we talk about.  At least she acts like it, anyway.  In the past few weeks she’s begun to pretend, too, which is fun to watch.  She pinches imaginary “pixie dust” from her toys and brings it to me to share.  She’ll also tip back just about any toy that remotely resembles a cup to “drink” whatever is inside.  Everything is a phone (including the bottle of infant Tylenol) and if you say “hello?” and she doesn’t have anything handy, she’ll hold her fist up to her ear to “talk”.

Body Parts: nose, belly button, tongue, ears and ojitos (“little eyes” in Spanish)

Verbal Language: She hasn’t developed a huge vocabulary yet, but there are a few key things that she says semi-regularly:

§  Mama

§  Dada

§  Shus (“shoes” but it sounds like a hissing snake)

§  Chow/bye (Paraguayans hear chow, Americans hear bye; whatever it is, it’s a farewell of her own creation)

§  Doup (what she scolds Nala with; a combination of stop/down/no/don’t)

§  Ssss (“Si”)

§  Shhh (shushing the dog when Nala barks outside, complete with her finger held up to her lips)

Sign-Language:

§  More

§  All done

§  Please

§  Milk (supposed to look like you’re milking a cow; she just kind of waves both hands up and down without squeezing her hands together)

§  Help (supposed to be one hand giving a thumbs up placed on the other palm and then brought upward from belly level to chest; she just puts two fists together from belly to chest)

§  Cup (this one is our newest word, still a work in progress)

§  Blowing kisses (not really a sign, I know, but I don’t know where else to put it)

§  Waving goodbye/hello (again, not a sign, but you get the idea)

Sleeping Patterns: She is still taking two naps a day and sleeping 10 ½ hours at night.  She’s up at 7:00 A.M. then down for nap number 1 around 9:30.  Depending on the day (and if her teeth hurt), her morning nap is anywhere from 2-3 hours.  It’s usually longest on Monday (after only getting one nap on Sunday because of church) and then slowly works its way down to 2 hours by Thursday or so.  She’s up for another 2 ½ hours before taking an afternoon nap, usually 2 hours long.   Bedtime is 8:30 (earlier if she shows signs of crankiness earlier) and she goes down without a peep.  (Insert promo for Babywise here!)  She still sucks her thumb to self-sooth before bedtime (and we still have to occasionally remind her during the day that she can’t have her thumb if she’s not sleepy), but she’s started using it less and less to self-sooth when she falls or trips or is hurt.   

 

I think that about covers it.  If I missed anything, or mis-categorized something, I apologize. J