Feliz Dia Del Padre!

A direct translation of "Feliz Dia Del Padre" is Happy Day of Fathers. Gregg was greeted with this salutation many times at church today. The men (and maybe a few women) received chocolates.

For Father's Day, Gregg gave a talk in sacrament meeting, taught the gospel doctrine class, and of course played the piano for sacrament meeting. He was almost a one- man -show. After days like today, Amy is glad to still be a bit deaf and dumb when it comes to Spanish.

When we got home from church, Gregg asked for another Lemon Meringue pie to celebrate Father's Day. It was delicious and we have enough corn starch to make one more pie before we get back to the states. It might have to be on Gregg's Birthday in September.



School update:
We had a full week of school this week. Hallelujah!

While picking up kids, we had to take a few pictures of the ranch life. We will certainly miss certain aspects of our mission here at El Quebracho.






Los Peralos:
We missed a full month at Los Peralos Ranch due to bad roads, so the "chicas" (a term the ladies use at the ranch when referencing each other) made up for it by having me help them make patterns for winter wear for their children.


They now have enough patterns and fabric to choke a horse in case we don't get back for awhile.


Carina spends most of her time corralling her boys, but has made tremendous progress the past year in her sewing skills despite her two darling distractions.


Vanesa, true to herself, is making three warm vests all different sizes. She doesn't do anything small-scale.


The chicas needed the table for cutting out patterns, so the kids used the floor this week for their English class.




Travel:
The short route to Feliciano finally opened this week. Twice we started down the road last week, and twice were inspired to turn around. (One of those times, it took a miracle to get us out of the thick mud we were in.) Anyway, we heard that the road had been cleaned- up enough to pass.

You might think that we get excited about rather strange things around here, but check out the height of the mud pushed to the side of the road. It was in reality 5-5 1/2 feet high in a dozen or so places. Think how deep those ruts were before the excess was pushed to the side of the road.







One of our grand kids asked why we can't drive when it rains. Most likely, you get it now.

Electricity:
The new generator is now officially connected and functioning. Fortunately, we have not had much need for the generator since the old one was disconnected months ago. Now, that the power is stronger and more reliable, we only missed power a few hours here and there. Thursday, however, when the generator was connected, our old house blew wires all over the place so we didn't have power for about 24 hours. The electricians worked on our lines for about 5 hours on Friday and we are finally back to normal.