tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71417851939732950762024-03-13T08:39:20.471-07:00Boohers In BoliviaLooking unto Jesus the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:2Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.comBlogger208125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-24124976889115478722017-08-18T09:39:00.000-07:002018-12-19T17:38:41.840-08:00Whatever Happened to Those Boohers? If you have asked yourself the question that is the title of this blog, then this blog is for you!! Yes, we are still alive and kicking!<br />
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So the short story is that we came home to the U.S. in the middle of March. In a nutshell, after four years of living off and on in Bolivia, adopting, traveling and moving repeatedly with nine children, I had reached the end of what I could handle emotionally, physically, and spiritually. I felt stressed all the time. Stressed by the culture, shopping, cooking, the driving, making new friends and relationships, adapting to having three more small children. I was shutting down and not able to handle being a mom, wife, or friend. I felt like a non-person, just a robot going through the motions of life. I had to get home to a place where I could rest and not be stressed for awhile. I needed the support of others around me to lift me up and help me to heal. I am so thankful to the Lord for the things and people he has used to do just that. It has taken all of this time to rest and heal, but I can finally say that I am almost completely "back to normal," if I ever was that!!!<br />
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Our current plan is to stay on here in the US. Rudi is back to work full time and I am back to being mommy full time. We have chosen to not have internet in our home. That means that I do not have much time or access to being online. We plan to stay in touch with our friends in Bolivia via email and phone calls. I do not plan to keep up this blog anymore.<br />
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Our time in Bolivia will be always with us. Bolivia is now a part of us and we are a part of Bolivia! This blog will be a journal that is now closed. If we ever return to Bolivia, I will most likely take up the "pen" and continue to add to this journal, but for now I need the closure of telling you all goodbye.<br />
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Our Bolivian journey has been incredible. Thank you for being a part and joining us on our journey.<br />
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God bless each one of you,<br />
Carla:)<br />
for the Rudi Booher family<br />
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<u><i>"...Now unto him that is able to keep you from falling, and present you faultless before the presence of his glory with exceeding joy. To the only wise God our Savior, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen" Jude 1:24&25</i></u><br />
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Oregon Coast<br />
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<span id="goog_1778911391"></span><span id="goog_1778911392"></span>The summers in Camiri are HOT!!! We<strike> endured</strike> enjoyed weather from the high 80's to the low 100's, for weeks on end without relief at night. We finally broke down in January (summer is from September through April!) and bought three more AC units for our bedrooms. It was a HUGE blessing to have them! I have to tell you that Heat and I do not agree with one another. I may have mentioned it before, but I turn into a royal grump in the heat! Fun!!!<br />
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Our cucumbers eventually gave up the ghost on bearing, because it was just too hot for them. The only thing that loved that heat was the cantaloupes we had planted. We harvested quite a few of them and they were delicious!!!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-86242793001582654692017-03-19T13:13:00.000-07:002017-03-19T13:13:09.350-07:00Happy Birthday, Emily<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We had a really special day this year for Emily's 19th birthday. We went out for breakfast at our favorite breakfast place in Santa Cruz, Alexander's Coffee!<br />
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In the evening we all went to Starbucks, per Emily's request! I have to say it was the first time we have ever taken our whole family to Starbucks ever! It was a really fun time. We met up with some friends and just hung out chatting!<br />
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Emily's best friend in Camiri, Betsy, came up to Santa Cruz to be with Emily for her birthday. It was really sweet of her to come. Betsy is now managing Coffee Mattix.<br />
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Emily blesses our family every day with her zest for life and love for the Lord. We are so thankful for the lady she is becoming!! Happy birthday, Emily!!! We love you!<br />
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Everyone knows that my husband is El Maestro of Cinnamon Rolls. He makes the best cinnamon rolls ever and makes it look easy while doing it! Imagine my surprise at seeing him in line at the competition!! Probably just assuring himself that his are still the best!!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-4573152598326011382017-03-11T16:27:00.002-08:002017-03-13T12:17:33.314-07:00Booher Invasion!Many of you knew that Rudi's older brother, Chris and his wife, Lisa and seven of their nine children were coming to visit us in February. It was INCREDIBLE to have them here with us for 13 days. We had so much fun and our time together was so encouraging for all of us. We are so thankful that we got to spend the time with them and for all of their efforts to make it happen!! Here is my attempt to capture just a little of what we did with them in a blog.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fried chicken, french fries, rice and noodles anyone? Lunch stop on the way to Santa Cruz</td></tr>
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The day before they arrived it was decided that all of us would go to Santa Cruz to pick up the family. A family in Camiri graciously loaned us their Ford Van as a second car while Chris and Lisa were here. It was really nice to have the extra space. We squeezed into our truffi a couple times with all 20 of us and we all appreciated having the two cars all the more!!<br />
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At the last minute our friend, Mario called and asked if his wife, Edith could ride up to Santa Cruz with us. Of course, we said, yes, as Edith is one of our best friends here in Camiri. It was pleasant to be able to visit with her during the four hour trip up to Santa Cruz.<br />
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We stopped in the little (dirty) town of Abapo, our halfway point, to pick up a bit more food to go, when we discovered that we hadn't packed the lunch we had prepared for the road in the cooler. We decided to just eat right there and save the cars from the greasy food!<br />
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We spent the night with our friends, Marco and Sandra. The boys pitched a tent in the yard and they graciously provided two rooms for the rest of us to stay in. They live right off the Eighth Ring, so they are close by the airport. Our night was short, because we had to be at the airport around 4:30 a.m. to pick up Chris and Lisa and Co. and the little kids did not settle down until close to 11 p.m.!<br />
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When we arrived at the airport the immigration workers found us and told us that we had forgotten to write an invitation letter for each person. I was seriously hoping they wouldn't care, as in times past, but they really cared this time. They threatened that we would have to go back to immigration in the city later in the day, etc. Rudi and I did some fast talking and about one hour and a little cash to speed the process later, we had an invitation letter written and some very happy immigration workers!! I <strike>know </strike>think they saw us gringos coming!!<br />
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I will take just a moment and introduce our guests: Chris, Rudi's older brother, his wife Lisa, Clayton (15) adopted from the Ukraine, Kenneth (15), Kevin (13) adopted from the Ukraine, Scarlett (13), Samara (11), Hannah (9), and Eliana (Ellie)(8). Chris and Lisa's two older daughters, Ericka and Kathryn did not come with them. As you can see from the listing above, we have much in common with Chris and Lisa. They set the example of having six biological children and then adopting a sibling group of three from the Ukraine.<br />
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Adriana and Peter sleeping at Marco and Sandra's</td></tr>
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After picking everyone up, we swung back by Marco and Sandra's house to pick up our two youngest who we had left still sleeping and also to eat breakfast before heading off on the four and a half hour drive back down to Camiri. We had some sleepy passengers on the way home!<br />
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I must say that a lot of time they were here was spent shopping for food, making food, and cleaning up after food. Feeding eight teenagers and twenty people all together felt like feeding the 5,000 sometimes!!<br />
I will relate a funny story about Kenneth and the food. For some reason we had driven into the center of town where we buy our groceries and such. I was waiting in the van with some of the kids while Rudi ran around buying things, very standard procedure for shopping in Camiri! Anyway, we had parked in front of a table of dead, plucked, ready to buy, chickens. There they were all stacked up with their stiff legs in the air, necks draping down off the table, you get the picture! Kenneth asked me, "Do you ever buy chickens like those?" with an underlying hint of, of course you never would do that, in his tone of voice. I casually said, "What do you think you have been eating ever since you got here?" I had to give him a bad time when he didn't eat the leftover chicken dish that night and only ate the rice!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">That's a lot of Boohers at one table!!</td></tr>
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Our first Saturday was super full. It included music practice to learn a Spanish song we could sing together, shopping at the market for gifts for Clara, swimming at a public pool, getting ready for and having our Horita Feliz, and celebrating Clara's birthday! I didn't get any pictures of the Horita Feliz or Clara's birthday, but I know that some other cameras were taking pictures. I will add pictures if Chris or Kenneth send me them.<br />
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Our boys all needed haircuts. We lined them up and took their picture with their wild hair dos!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Now there are some handsome boys!<br />
L. to R. Myles, Clancy, Clayton, Kevin, and Kenneth</td></tr>
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Sunday morning we went to the local church "Dios es Amor" to share some music and testimonies. Rudi was able to translate for Chris, who shared a really sweet testimony of how God had worked in his and Lisa's lives. I really enjoyed watching the two brothers share together. Their family shared a couple of songs and our family shared one song. It was a blessed time and memory for me.<br />
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In the evening some of us walked over to the Mattix's farm.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chris, Lisa, Rudi holding Peter, and Carla<br />
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There is a really cool tree on the way to the farm that sounds hollow when you pound on it. Rudi gave them a real demonstration of that way it sounds!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes, they did ride on the top of the car to and from the farm...</td></tr>
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One time, the kids insisted on riding on top of the van and Rudi decided to have some fun. He drove beneath every low hanging pokey tree on the route! He grinned with fiendish glee over every shriek and howl!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting in some music before heading to the pool!<br />
Can you see what Peter is doing?</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Book time with Uncle Chris</td></tr>
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Clayton, Ruth, and Samara on a hike over to the Farm found a plum tree and also a grapefruit tree with ripe plums. They brought them back and made lots of juice from them. It had an exotic flavor...</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Plum and grapefruit juice making... Fun!!</td></tr>
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One of the favourite spots we went to was called, Cuevos. We had to hike up into where the waterfalls and caves were. We had our picnic lunch and made a little base camp on one of the only flat areas. Most everyone hiked up to where the waterfalls were, but I stayed back with Hannah, who had injured her ankle prior to coming to Bolivia, Carol and the little kids.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunch time at Cuevos</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Have guitar will travel!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And like always, Boohers will have music wherever they go!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swimming hole paradise!!</td></tr>
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One of at the days the boys hiked up to the cross and then all the way to a neighboring town. They took a micro back home. They were gone a lot of the day and all had sunburns when they got home!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kevin and Myles at the cross above<br />
our house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view from the cross.</td></tr>
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I think it was the next day that all the guys, including Chris, Rudi and David took a hike up the Chorro. They had a great time taking lots of pictures.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kenneth pointing to something down below. Down below<br />
is very far down!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love this shot of Chris and Rudi looking tan guapo!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi carrying David over one of the sketchy bridges on<br />
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Another evening we had a bunch of folks over for a jam session. We fed everyone dinner and it just happened to be one of our guests birthday, so we had chocolate cake for dessert.<br />
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We were going through so many bananas Rudi bought a big box of them!!</div>
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A big highlight was driving up the Inca Huasi (a local mountain). To reach the top of the mountain you drive up ten switchbacks. It is a scary Bolivian road, so our family got to experience a little of that kind of thing. After a picnic lunch, most of the group took a big hike where there were amazing 360 views. Mark Mattix, our trusty guide, told everyone that it was just a stroll, but the girls in shorts and flip flops came back with many scratches on their legs and a different story!! Rudi and I stayed back at the cars with the little kids. Mark read us a couple of Robert Service poems to finish up our time!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little Pete with a little bottle!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And big Kenny with a big bottle!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The hiking group.<br />
You can see the road we came up on their left.<br />
There are ten of those switchbacks altogether!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mark Mattix, our guide and the group's photographer!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The road up the Incahuasi...</td></tr>
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Of course, riding in the back of Uncle Mark's truck was always a hit. Everyone argued over who got to ride back there.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Riding in style to go out for dinner. </td></tr>
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We all went out to Pollos Sucre for dinner with the Mattixes.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dinner at Pollos Sucre</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paula and Ellie<br />
Best Buddies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A little jam session at Pollos Sucre</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kenneth and David<br />
Crazy Cousins</td></tr>
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Our families shared again at a special night for a group of English speaking volunteers from Canada, the U.S. and Scotland. </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sharing music at the Cristiana Iglesia</td></tr>
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Our last grand hurrah, was to travel up to Santa Cruz and then on to Samaipata to stay for two nights. Samaipata is a beautiful spot up in the mountains. Its higher elevation means that it is up out of the tropical heat. It was really nice to be up out of the heat for a few days. However, the mosquitos were crazy thick. Always something in this "paradise"!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cabins where we stayed in Samaipata.<br />
The name of the resort was called La Quinta Piray</td></tr>
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We didn't make arrangements for a place to stay, but we found a resort with really nice individual cabins. We got a cabin for each family. We ended up putting Rudi and I with the all the girls in our cabin and Chris and Lisa with all the boys. It worked out really well to divide the families that way. Each cabin came with small kitchen, but we only cooked one meal in the cabin.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enjoying the playground at<br />
Quinta Piray</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah and Ruth enjoying the park also.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our fearless tree climbers<br />Paula and Ellie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Inside the cabin at Quinta Piray, Samaipata</td></tr>
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Whenever we went out "on the town" we realized what a big group we were. Our group turned a lot of heads. After all it isn't everyday you see that many gringos in one place.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Boohers out in search of breakfast. </td></tr>
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We ate breakfast both days at a small market spot. It was a real cultural experience!! We divided into two groups and took over the whole spot! We had api and pasteles. Api is a drink made from corn and pasteles are a puff pastry with cheese inside. The first day we had hamburgers and french fries, but those didn't sit to well, so we didn't do that again!! The api and pastel were a hit, and who doesn't like paying $.90 per person for breakfast?<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breakfast on the "left side"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breakfast on the "right side"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">French fries for breakfast anyone? Aunt Lisa and Peter, enjoying a<br />
breakfast of hamburgers and french fries.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah, Ruth, Clara, Adriana, and Scarlett<br />
Swimming at the pool at Quinta Piray</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Scarlett, Peter and Hannah</td></tr>
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We were only in Samaipata for one full day and a very full day it was. In the morning we went up to El Fuerte, an Inca ruins. The road up to the ruins was paved, but crazy steep and full of curves. I didn't like it at all. The ruins were pretty amazing. Those that like that type of thing would love it. It isn't especially "my thing", but it was a nice way to spend part of the day. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hannah, Emily, Clancy, Clayton, and Lisa</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Part of the Inca ruins.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paula and Eliana</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the lookouts at the ruins</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myself, Chris, Lisa, Hannah, Emily, and Clancy in front<br />
of the El Fuerte Inca Ruins</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and I at El Fuerte</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The five young men once again!</td></tr>
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After El Fuerte we went down to a spot called Las Cuevas. We ate a bite of lunch that we had packed in our cooler and then took the little hike up to the falls.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunchtime at Las Cuevas</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clayton Rudi and Clancy made PBJs for lunch. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep, that's Kevin doing a front flip into the water at Las Cuevas! Pretty cool!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and David taking in the falls</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Playing in the sand</td></tr>
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After our busy day we headed back to the cabins to clean up and also to leave the kids and go out to dinner with just the two couples. We left the kids with, oil, bread, eggs, tomatoes and some grey smashed avocados! They made fried egg and tomato sandwiches. I have to say that our kids are awesome. They happily made themselves dinner from really nothing. I photographed the event!!!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The three chefs<br />
Myles, Emily, and Clayton</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles preparing the tomatoes</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our makeshift "toaster" pot!!</td></tr>
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We adults ate out at a really happening little hamburger joint called, La Cocina. We had to wait for a table, but it was worth it!<br />
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We were able to spend quite a bit of time as just couples, talking about raising our children, our marriages, dreams for the future, and everything in between. It was a real mutual time of encouragement and inspiration for us to be with Chris and Lisa. A favorite memory for me was singing hymns together one night as couples. It was quite informal and a very blessed time. It was strengthening for our faith to pray and read the Word together. Having eighteen children between us to love, raise, and nurture is a humbling task and a great challenge. The only conclusion that we unanimously came to is that we could only do this great task with the help of our Saviour and his mighty power that works in us.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi, myself, Lisa and Chris<br />
Rudi didn't like this picture, because he thought it made him<br />
look fat... I didn't like the one of myself below for the same reason!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The menu at La Cocina</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And the "other" picture with our food!</td></tr>
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Chris and Lisa are preparing to go to the Ukraine as missionaries. The married women there wear head coverings during the meetings. The group that we have been fellowshipping with here in Bolivia, the women wear head coverings also. Lisa and I picked up a couple and, of course, we had to model them for everyone!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking lovely in our head coverings!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And our daughters, too!</td></tr>
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We only took only one picture of all of us together the whole time they were with us. Our little kids did not want to perform for this one, but it turned out pretty good anyway!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole group!<br />
I do not know why Samara was trying to take a bite out of my head!!!</td></tr>
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: inherit;"> After two days in beautiful mountainous Samaipata we returned to Santa Cruz to get ready for Chris and Lisa's departure. The night before we took them to the airport we were all invited to our friends, Marco and Sandra's house for dinner. On our way there we dropped by a super uptown shopping mall to show them the ritzier side of Santa Cruz. On our way back to the car Chris and around seven of the children took the elevator down to the level we were parked at in the parking garage, because the escalator was broken down. I noticed that their elevator did not come back up from -2 and since neither elevator opened for quite some time the rest of the group decided to take the broken escalator down. Even when we got down to the car, the elevators were still stuck at where they had been when we decided to take the escalator. We also had parked at -1 not -2, so I headed off to find the rest of the group. I met them coming up the escalators and all of them were excitedly telling us about how their elevator had broken down and they had to force the door open and jump down about eight inches to get out. Emily said that the lights were flickering inside and both she and Chris noticed that it the oxygen was running low. In fact they had just been discussing the what ifs of an elevator failure! I didn't want to <i>think</i> about "what ifs" on that one. If given the option I take the stairs rather than elevators here, now I know why!! We were all very relieved to hear that they had disembarked safely! </span></div>
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Chris and Emily ordering drinks from the Starbucks at the<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Samara and David at the airport</td></tr>
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After buying a few last tourist things, they gathered up all of their stuff and vanished behind the long white curtain-well, not completely, we saw a few hands poking up to wave a last farewell!<br />
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I think most of us shed a few tears, it was hard to say goodbye! After so many fun filled days together our cars and house felt crazy EMPTY with just eleven of us!!<br />
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We love you all and look forward to our next special time together! Next time let's do Ukraine and Poland together, with Norway thrown in for kicks!!! Thank you for braving the trip and coming down to South America!!<br />
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Emily did a really nice blog and video with a lot more pictures that I think you will enjoy. Click <a href="https://vimeo.com/207818961" target="_blank">here</a> to see it.Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-12283974737314110812017-02-26T17:03:00.000-08:002017-02-26T17:03:22.608-08:00Septic Troubles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="text-align: center;">Ever since the beginning of December I have been having trouble with water overflowing into my laundry room area each time the washing machine emptied after its cycle. I would squeegy it out each time, but it was quite a bother. We also smelled a really bad smell in the kitchen, especially when we were washing dishes. No matter how much I scrubbed and cleaned it would not go away. On Clancy's birthday we invited Mark and Carol over for breakfast and a small birthday party for Clancy. I asked Mark to bring his snake to help unplug the line for my washing machine. Little did we know that that was just the tip of the iceberg and we had a major septic clog going on. When the snake didn't even slightly touch the problem, it was time to start digging and I must say they struck gold... grey gold!! We got to know much more about the septic in our house. The kitchen, laundry, and an outside bathroom that is seldom used, empty to the city septic through its own piping and area. The other two bathrooms empty through a completely separate area. The area that was clogged was thankfully the kitchen side, so it was just a lot of grey water, but boy howdy is grey water stinky too~!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mark, Rudi, and Myles all took turns digging down about three feet.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And it looks like we struck gold!!</td></tr>
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The cement pipe had gotten a hole in it and the pipe had become filled with dirt and roots from the mango tree. We think that this happened MANY years before we arrived here and that the septic was backing up that whole time. I doubt anyone else used this side of the house as much as we have.<br />
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Myles and another fella replaced the cement pipe with a nice new plastic one.<br />
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Meanwhile, back in the house we couldn't use the kitchen sink or that side of the house for 24 hours, so that the glue could dry on the new pipe, but life does go on. I washed dishes in the bathroom. Don't worry I sanitized the bathroom before washing!! Always a multi tasker, I had Peter on the pot while I washed!!! You will have to watch for him on his little potty in the next few blogs. He is showing up all over the place sitting on that thing!!!<br />
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-50324740487252635162017-02-26T03:11:00.003-08:002017-02-26T03:11:43.087-08:00A Night at the Movies<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Those that know us know that we are pretty old fashioned in the electronics department. We also haven't had a television screen in our home for the past eleven years. Our kids watch, max, about one movie a week. Some of our family favorites are the Andy Griffith Shows, Five Mile Creek, Sound of Music, and Friendly Persuasion. Our family criteria for choosing the movie is Philippians 4:8 "Finally brethren, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report, if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." Not many movies fall under that criteria anymore!!!</div>
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Rudi and I seldom watch the movie with the kids. We would rather spend the time together. Our kids surprised us one evening with a dinner "out" in our room and they baby sat themselves with a movie!!!</div>
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-51352656880148216422017-02-01T05:54:00.001-08:002017-02-01T05:55:23.545-08:00Mango Madness<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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I have always loved mangos. You know those hard somewhat tasteless red fruits that you buy for a dollar each(on sale!) in the grocery store back home. I never dreamed I would one day live where they grew on the trees around town and even in my own backyard. We have the biggest mango tree in our yard. Not only do we love it for its shade, it gave off a bumper crop this year. This variety isn't my favorite, as it is more to just suck on, as it isn't very meaty. It also leaves lots of "strings" in your teeth. Rudi estimated that our tree had around 4000 mangos on it. Some of the branches were almost touching the ground with how heavy it was with fruit. We threw away and gave away MANY mangos from our tree. Sometimes Rudi or some of the kids would collect them and take them down and sell them to the local fruit vendors for about three dollars for 100 mangos! Others we sold or gave to neighbors who gathered them themselves. It was a gift that just kept giving!!! The ones that Rudi sold, he saved up the money and bought us all ice cream with it! We started getting ripe mangos around the end of November and it continued through January. Around town many mango trees are just getting ripe, so we will have fresh mangos through at least February.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and helpers collecting mangos to sell.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">25 mangos per black bag...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Are you pushing or pulling back there?"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Aren't they sweet? </td></tr>
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On the other side of our yard our neighbors have another type of mango tree. These are actually my favorite. I guess you could say that mangos also are better on the other side of the fence, just like everything else!!! They are a lot smaller, actually the smallest I have ever seen, but have a better "meat" inside and don't have hardly any fibrous stuff to get stuck in your teeth! Ruth and I put a lot of these away in the freezer and we have made yummy smoothies from them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paula holding the little mangos with the<br />
neighbors mango tree behind her!!</td></tr>
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And you may think I am a little OCD about mangos, but I measured the various types we had from our yard and neighborhood. After all I did title this blog "Mango Madness", so you were fore warned!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">L.to R. (just like people!)<br />
A big variety that Rudi bought in the market, Our very own mango,<br />
and Our neighbor's baby mango!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And from another angle!!</td></tr>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;">And the earth brought forth grass, </span><em style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;">and</em><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> herb yielding seed after his kind, and the tree yielding fruit, whose seed </span><em style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;">was</em><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> in itself, after his kind: and God saw that </span><em style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; list-style: none; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px;">it was</em><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "verdana" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px;"> good. Genesis 1:12</span>Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-31670727676550348102017-01-17T12:15:00.002-08:002024-01-19T19:30:16.011-08:00Another Trip to Santa Cruz<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All dressed up for the concert!<br />
L. to R.<br />
Myles, Clancy, Rudi, Emily, Clara, Diana, Paula, Priscila, and Ruth</td></tr>
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Around the middle of December, last year, we all took a family trip up to Santa Cruz. It was the first time out of Camiri for many of our kids, since arriving in August. We figured out that some of our kids hadn't seen a stop light in over four months or a stop sign, for that matter; all of the intersections in Camiri are governed by the "May the best man win" concept and unwritten, but known (or learned!), right of way "laws"!! It was really good to get out of small town land and take in some culture. Santa Cruz feels like the U.S. to me after living in Camiri. It was good to get a "taste of home" before heading back to the boon docks!<br />
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One of the reasons we wanted to go is because our friends had invited us to a concert put on by their music teachers. I really wanted to go, but came down with an illness that kept me very close to the restroom for about four days! The morning we were going to leave is when it all started. Thanks to cornstarch, I was able to make the four hour trip to Santa Cruz without mishap, but then it all came back with a vengeance as I was getting ready for the concert. I opted to stay home. Rudi went and took our five oldest children. Our friends had also arranged for a baby sitter to come and watch the four youngest. I enjoyed a somewhat relaxing time... when I wasn't in the bathroom, that is!!<br />
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From all reports the concert was a success. It was put on by a trio. The gentleman who plays the violin is from Czechoslovakia and teaches our friend, Diana. The two women are sisters and are from the Ukraine. They play the piano and cello. They played a combination of classical and contemporary pieces.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the concert!</td></tr>
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After the concert our days were spent shopping, spending time with our friends, or at the guest house.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Story time at the guest house.</td></tr>
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One of the afternoons we spent at our friend's house. Marco and Sandra have three children Diana (16), Priscila (14), and Mateo (7). We met them right before going back to the States last year and really hit it off with them. Diana plays the violin really well with music and by ear. She actually kept our violins at her house while we were in the States. Marco and Sandra have shown us all around Santa Cruz and helped us find furniture, etc. They are very kind and hospitable. They are our best friends in the Santa Cruz area. Our children really hit it off as well. They had us over for lunch and we spent the whole afternoon at their house. Their community has a pool which our kids, of course, super enjoyed!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The boys enjoying the toys!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Foosball anyone?</td></tr>
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Sandra is such a gracious hostess, making me a special soup for my upset stomach! Everyone else enjoyed a veritable feast of chicken legs and thighs is a special sauce, scalloped potatoes, steamed broccoli and carrots, and rice!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth taking in the feast!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The children's table<br />
Mateo is on Peter's left!</td></tr>
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Our last day Rudi took Myles, Clancy, Clara, Ruth and Paula to the Santa Cruz Zoo with Sandra and her children. They had a great time and came back with lots of pictures!! You'll have to humor me as I included way to many pictures of the birds, but I just loved them all!!<br />
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I guess the monkey's were super lively and put on a good show for everyone! This is their native habitat, so I am sure they felt at home! One thing that struck me was that this zoo had only animals that would live in this area. All the animals looked really healthy because of that!<br />
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One last story about this trip to Santa Cruz. While we were there, our Supernatural Powered Van broke down. Marco took us all to their house and then took Rudi to find a mechanic. The mechanic pulled Rudi in our van, through crazy third world traffic to his shop. Rudi said that it was a random shop in a "non-mechanic" area of the city, that looked like they specialized in fixing motorcycles, rather than cars. Rudi proceeded to wait for about two hours for the car to get fixed. I am not sure when in the time Rudi told the man that he would like to share the Gospel with him and his family, but Rudi told him that he would pay an extra 50 bolivianos if he would allow him to share with them. As it was a normal Bolivian family, there were at least three generations sharing the home, as well as a cousin or two!! It is also normal that the home was behind or along side where they worked on the vehicles. Rudi asked to borrow a Bible and the man brought him a gigantic Catholic Bible that had probably never been read before! Rudi shared the Good News of salvation through Jesus Christ with everyone listening intently and respectfully. I know that our van breaking down, where and when it did, was a divine appointment! Since it is powered by God, it makes sense that he would have it to break down and set up another opportunity to share the gospel here!!:)Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-38882742237343582602017-01-10T14:00:00.000-08:002017-01-11T11:09:54.707-08:00Happy 2017... Continued!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Here is the blog that I wanted to post New Years Day, but, obviously, didn't get around to finishing it in time!! It is a short update on each of our children! We are so blessed by each of them each day and are so thankful for each one of the arrows in our quiver.<br />
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"Lo children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate." Psalm 127:3-5</div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> Peter, (2 yrs 9mo) our precious baby boy. So many days we ask ourselves, "What if we hadn't adopted this one?" We just can't imagine life without his bright cheerful ways. His personality has really started to develop and he loves to show off and be the life of the party!! He plays very well by himself. I love to watch him stack his blocks or play with his little tractor and people, very quietly and seriously. This guy loves to sing. A lot of times when he is in bed winding down for his nap or for the night, he will just be belting a song out at the top of his voice! He is truly bilingual and if asked a question in English, he responds in English. If asked in Spanish, he responds in Spanish. Most of the time he speaks his very own language that no one (except Clara, and I think she imagines that she knows!!) can understand. So does that make him trilingual? He knows most of the parts of his body in English and Spanish and can consistently count to three!! We hope that he will include going the bathroom in the toilet as a new skill in 2017!</span></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span><span style="font-size: xx-small;">We think he is a genius and the cutest thing ever! Yes, we are thankful and blessed to be the parents of this little guy. (I don't know why blogger changed to this font... sigh!)</span></div>
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Adriana, (3 yrs 10 mo) our daughter full of life and snuggles. She brightens our days with her sunny smile and just adorableness. She is quite the little mommy, making sure that everyone is behaving and doing things fairly. She loves to be a good mommy to her dollies, as well and plays with Paula for hours on end. Adriana loves to sing and has gotten much better this past year at singing in tune. The other day David, Adriana, and Peter were in the living room with our Spanish hymnals singing "Santo, Santo, Santo"(Holy, Holy, Holy) at the top of their voices. It was super precious!! Adriana is a great helper and can dry dishes and fold clothes very well for her age. While I haven't started school formally with her she knows most of her colors and can count to ten in English and Spanish. She still much prefers to speak Spanish, but her English is nearly perfect when she does speak it. Her favorite game is Memory and at least once a day she asks to play it with me. She also loves to read books! She is such a wonderful addition to our family and we are so thankful that God has made her ours! <br />
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David, (4 yrs, 11 mo) our super sweet and smart son. We are so thankful for, David. God has taught us so much about who we are with this little guy (lost without Him). Daily we are on our knees asking for wisdom and strength to work with this child. And it is no surprise that God has answered and helped us, we have come so far together. David is so quick and smart, always two steps ahead of us! He has started to really want to speak English with us. He also is learning how to write his name and his numbers. Quite competitive, he wants to win when he plays games, but he is learning how to be a gracious loser! All our three littles love playing with Cherry our dog, but it is not uncommon to find David outside laying down beside Cherry, just snuggling up against her! David is a good, diligent worker and when given a job he sees it through. He is also naturally organized and likes to keep his things tidy. I hope we don't undo that natural tendency!! There are a lot of very loud fireworks both Christmas Eve at midnight, and then also, New Years Eve at midnight. Christmas Eve, David woke up crying for fear of the noise. I have to admit I was even scared at first, it sounded like a war zone. Christmas Eve I brought him into bed with Rudi and me until things quieted down. When I picked him up off his bunk bed, he clung to me with his arms and legs for dear life! New Years Eve, he didn't cry as loudly as before, and when I picked him up to get him down from his bunk, he didn't cling to me at all, but trotted right to my bed and snuggled up between Rudi and me! I can finally say that after almost exactly a year and a half after the adoption, that I am totally bonded with David and he feels like my son completely. We are so proud and thankful for this little guy!<br />
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Paula, (7yrs) our precious daughter and ray of sunshine. This gal has LOVED having little siblings added to the family. She still enjoys playing quietly by herself, but most of the time she is in the middle of the action bossing and loving her little bros and sisters. She declares that she is "lonely" during nap time when the littles are sleeping! Paula is a big help around the house and does her chores well and thoroughly. This year, Paula has been bitten by the reading bug and if she gets her hand on a new book she can be found reading, reading, reading until it is done. She also is very good at memorizing scripture and will show up at the table and surprise us with a verse she has memorized. Paula prayed this past year to accept the Lord Jesus as her Saviour and has showed maturing in her young spiritual walk. She is super easy for me to teach in all of her subjects, catching on very fast. Paula is not shy at all and makes friends wherever she goes. Full of life and energy, we are so thankful for Paula!<br />
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Ruth, (9yrs) our darling snuggle bug and chatterbox, of whom we are very proud! Ruth has become my right hand gal these past months. She is one of the first to offer a hand with making lunch, cleaning up, or helping with the never ending mountain of laundry, as well as playing and working with her little siblings! Ruth has started playing the fiddle and has really taken off. She also is learning to crochet from an older lady here in Camiri named Edith. She loves to spend time at Edith's house chatting up a storm with her! Ruth is a very warm welcoming person that Bolivians really seem to love. They always comment on her blue eyes and light colored hair! She is quite gracious to accept the attention they give, because at times it is a bit much. She however takes it all in stride!! Ruth accepted the Lord Jesus as her Saviour this year and was baptized this past May. She is faithful to read her Bible each morning and her joyful spirit attests to the Lord working in her life. She is usually the first to get her schoolwork done each day and is another easy student, catching on quickly! Ruth is my afternoon exercise buddy and is fun and easy to be around! We are so thankful for our Ruth.<br />
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Clara, (11 yrs, 11mo) is becoming a lovely young woman. Clara is so gifted with the younger children that you could call her a "Child Whisperer!" She is always willing to help and work with her siblings. She doesn't just baby sit, she also teaches them and makes learning fun and entertaining for them. Clara has many interests and likes to stay busy doing artistic things like painting and baking. While we were in the U.S. this past year she took some classes on watercolor painting thanks to Grams (my mother)! Since we have gotten back our friend, Edith has been showing her how to paint with acrylics on fabric. I will show you in another blog some of her creations. She also loves making cakes and decorating them, and coming up with fun craft ideas for the everyone to do together. Clara has really blossomed in her fiddle playing this past year. She is a quick and easy student to teach. Clara has also discovered that she likes to play volleyball and can often be found practicing against a wall in the house or off the roof!! I enjoy getting out and playing with her on occasion! She has quite a few pen pals, but misses having friends close by to be a part of her life. Clara was also baptized this past year and we have seen a real softness in her heart to the things God is teaching her. As Emily has been working more outside the house, I have come to rely on Clara for her help with so many things. She has really stepped up to the plate and I know I can count on her to follow through with jobs. I also know she will get the job done well! She is a real asset to our family and we are so thankful for her!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara Grace</td></tr>
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Clancy, (almost 14) our son who is super talented and smart. He is another one that keeps us on our toes and our knees in prayer! Clancy is our go to guy for anything that needs fixing, as he can usually think of a solution for anything. It helps that one of his long term hobbies has been taking things apart and putting them back together again! He has so many interests and is really good at all of them: photography, watercolor painting and pencil drawing, playing the piano, working with wood, computers, and electronics, gardening with an emphasis on herbs and herbology (That is a word. I just looked it up!). You notice that school and spelling were not included in that list! He is my hands on guy, but this past year he has really starting showing initiative to get his schoolwork done. I think it is mostly so he can get onto the real life learning that he is so good at! Clancy was baptized this past year, as well, sharing his testimony that he wanted to follow Jesus. We are blessed to see him maturing in his faith.<br />
Side story: January 2016, Clancy started complaining about some wart things on his feet (I think they are called papalomas). I am sorry to say that I did not pay much attention, but in August they had become a real problem, to where he was complaining about walking on them. I think he had about eight of them all together. In September he started looking at various pharmacies for medicine to kill them. Around the end of September I was convicted to start praying that God would just heal his feet and take them away, as we could never seem to get the medicine. If you read my blog about Shopping Camiri, you will know the reasons why!! Anyway, I told him one morning that I was praying that God would supernaturally heal his feet. He gave me a funny look like I was over the top or something, but didn't say anything. Both of our faith's took a growth leap when he came to me about three weeks later and told me that the warts were GONE!!! No medicine, just God's healing touch!! Praise the Lord!<br />
We are so thankful for Clancy and are so proud of the godly young man he is becoming!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clancy Douglas</td></tr>
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Myles, (16) our responsible and very capable son. We are enjoying the fruit of our labors by having our children become our very good friends. It is such a blessing to have our son encourage us in our walk with the Lord, by sharing a timely verse or thought. As well as challenging us ( in a respectful way!) in our faith. Myles shot up this past year and is now slightly taller than Rudi. We also are thrilled that his voice has deepened into a real nice bass! Rudi, Emily, Myles, and I have been able to sing some four part harmony songs together and that has been a lot of fun for all of us! Myles also has lots of interests including, but not limited to: woodworking, making belts, Bible covers, and carving pictures in leather. studying and finishing up his high school, exercising, car mechanics, welding, and gardening. He is a big help around the house often pitching in without being asked. Uncle Mark Mattix taught Myles how to drive a motorcycle this past year. Of course, Myles loved that! I think we will see a lot more driving going on this year of both motorcycles and cars. Myles is another fix-it man for our family. It seems like here in Bolivia we always have something to be fixed, as everything is so cheaply made it just doesn't hold up. Yesterday's project was putting our front door handle back together... again! Taking after his father, Myles is one of the first up in the morning, usually 5:30 a.m., to read his Bible and write in his journal. Although, he doesn't practice as much as he should, Myles' fiddle playing is really coming along. He and Rudi have enjoyed going to the local Plaza and playing their instruments and sharing the gospel there. Myles has also shown a real knack for entertaining the younger kids this past year. I know that whatever he sets his hand to he will do well and thoroughly. We are so thankful for and proud of our oldest son!<br />
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Emily,(18 yrs, 10 mo) our full of talent and wonderful oldest daughter. As I mentioned before in Myles' section, Emily also has become a very good friend to us. More than a daughter, she has become a trusted advisor, encourager, and sister-in-Christ. We are so thankful for the decisions she is making in her life and her waiting on the Lord and hearing from him. Emily graduated from High School officially last year, but is waiting so see what further education, if any, God might have for her. Meanwhile, Emily keeps very busy teaching English and working at Coffee Mattix. In 2015, Emily took an online ESL course (teaching English as a second language). She started an English school called "Y.E.S, Your English Source" in October, 2016. She has had consistently around ten students between the ages of 5 and 12 years old. She is a natural teacher and makes learning English fun. Emily has also taken a leading role in managing and helping with Coffee Mattix since our arrival here in Camiri. She works at the coffee shop around four days a week and has also stepped up to the plate when the owner is traveling, to be in charge of the money and making sure all goes smoothly while he is gone. Music continues to play a large part in Emily's life. She is a gifted song and lyrics writer. After she writes a song, she then records it with a hokey program on our Mac and a couple microphones. It comes out sounding pretty amazing. I would love to see what she could pull off with real equipment!! She continues to play the ukelele, cello, piano, guitar, and recently made a Peruvian Cajon with Myles to play as well! When Emily is home and has time, she pitches in with the cooking, cleaning, and anything else that needs doing. She has learned how to cook up some amazing food from our limited resources here and since cooking is one of my least favorite things to do, especially here, this earns some pretty big brownie points from me!! Serious when she needs to be, Emily also has a great sense of humor and likes to make us all laugh. Much needed on the mission field I assure you! Emily is our resident computer tech. If we ever have a problem with computers, which is often, she comes to the rescue time and time again. She is also very patient with her parents old fashioned ideas of very limited electronics. She has wanted to join the i-Phone crowd for quite some time now, but has listened to our request for her to not have a smart phone and hasn't even complained... very much!! Emily has been writing a book in her "spare time." It is based in both in a small town like our, Yoncalla and in Cochabamba, Bolivia. It is going to be a winner. I will let you all know, of course, when it is ready to purchase! Emily has bloomed where she has been planted. She was our original "biggest balker"to the idea of coming to Bolivia, but has been the first to say that it has turned to be a blessing in her life. What a blessing our oldest daughter is to us. We are so thankful for Emily every day!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emily Jo</td></tr>
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This is such a hard blog to write, because each day I think of another thing to add about one or each of the kids. Hence, their paragraph's have grown over the past week when I first started this blog. I know the minute I punch the publish button I will think of something else (just did and I am back editing!!). Or I start thinking about how maybe I raved about one child more than the other, or how two or three or all of the children share the quality that I am writing about another child. You get the picture. My cup is so full and running over that I could go on and on all day about how great EACH of my children are and how much I love them until 2018 and not run out of things to say... but I will spare you and punch the publish button!!!<br />
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I also don't want you to get the picture that my children are perfect. They aren't... they take after me!!! We have our good days and bad days just like anyone else. We all know that we can be as mean, selfish, or sinful as the next guy. We are so thankful that we have a Saviour that came to save us from our sins. Hallelujah!!! And we know that apart from him we cannot do or be anything of value. John 15:5 "I am the vine (Jesus), ye (you) are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing."<br />
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About the pictures. They were all taken by Clancy with Clancy's camera, with the exception of the pictures that he is in. The poses were a joint effort of Clancy and Emily's ideas. The location is at Hebron, Camiri, Bolivia. All of the pictures in this blog were given to me as a New Years gift in custom frames made by Emily (with some help from Myles and Clancy!). These pictures were originally just intended for my gift, but I wanted to share them all with you!<br />
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Okay, here goes, I am clicking on that publish button NOW!!!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-32920923009964029232016-12-24T10:26:00.001-08:002016-12-24T10:37:22.397-08:00Shopping Camiri<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Lest you think that we live the easy missionary life, I decided to do a blog on how we shop here in Camiri. I must say that I think shopping is the hardest thing about living here. Not only do you have to do all of your shopping in outdoor markets, the selection is very limited and the vegetables are not usually very fresh. Even in Cochabamba we had MUCH more selection for foods and such, as well as super fresh vegetable selections. If you go in the afternoon it is HOT and smelly. The afternoon I took these pictures was close to 100 degrees! The other challenge is that you have to find parking for your car and then hike around carrying all of your groceries. One day Rudi (who, by the way, does most of our shopping) went to 12 different stores/market areas to get our groceries. It is just flat out exhausting. Thankfully, we live close to the center of town where the majority of the shopping is. I do enjoy walking out and getting this or that when I am not under pressure and it is not too hot out, in other words, not very often!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The girls are standing in front of a hardware store. Our boys<br />
practically live at these stores buying supplies for their many projects!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The market where I buy my veggies. You can also buy dry goods and some<br />
canned goods, oil, etc. here.</td></tr>
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As I said before, I took these pictures in the afternoon when everyone takes their siesta. This meat alley pictured below usually has meat hanging in front of every shop. Just a couple die hards were out selling the day I took this! You can also purchase parts of the whole cow or pig. They sell it all but the squeal!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meat alley in the afternoon. This is where you buy beef and pork.</td></tr>
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The picture below shows the chicken and cheese section. My picture turned out blurry, but the cheese ladies all sell on the counter to the right! Each lady has her rounds of cheese stacked in front of her. You can kinda see the cheese rounds that they cut your hunk off. One of the ladies had gone home and had wrapped all of her cheeses in a sheet for while she was gone. The cheese is very salty and pretty much all the same, but our cheese lady is good at finding a cheese that will melt and work for pizza, etc. You do develop a taste for the cheese here and I actually like it now!! I do not ever buy the chickens that have their feet attached. I do have a limit!!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Chicken and Cheese... Ahh!!! Don't forget the lemons to go with!!!</td></tr>
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I have really had to change how I cook. Our meals are pretty much veggies, meat, eggs, potatoes, rice, cheese and bread, but rotated to seem more interesting!!! You might say we are on a "whole foods"diet, as there is just not very much that comes already prepared. I only purchase one canned food and that is a tomato paste product that I make all of my spagetti, chili, lasagna, and pizza sauces from. I forgot, we also buy tuna in a can! We do buy noodles and when we are in Santa Cruz we stock up on flour tortillas. We don't suffer too much, because we make a lot of treats in the house like cookies, cakes, and pies!! They also have super yummy ice cream here, so I can't complain too much!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">This is the shop where I buy eggs sometimes, as well as all my dry<br />
goods.</td></tr>
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Another challenge is that you will go to a store to buy something and they will be out of, for example, bread or cream, and not just for a day or two, but sometimes up to two weeks. I often purchase the last plain yogurt from the shop pictured below and then ask every week if they have more in, for a few weeks before they finally do! It is VERY common to go by a shop that you went to yesterday at the same time, and it will be closed for no apparent reason. Or they will tell you to come back in the afternoon, because they are sold out of the item you want. You go back in the afternoon and they tell you to come back for it tomorrow morning, you go back in the morning and they tell you.... You get the idea. It can quickly become a treasure hunt you really didn't want to do or have time for. You do learn to make time for shopping, because it takes up a lot of time, whether you want it to or not!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pil is our milk products store. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Toilet paper and cleaning supplies store.</td></tr>
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And last, but not least, our post office! I cannot figure out their schedule, if they have one! If they happen to be open, you pop in and ask if you have mail. They don't give you a P.O. box key, because then the fella sitting there would not have anything to do. The fella walks over and sees if you have mail and gives it to you if you do! I think there are around a hundred P.O. boxes in a city of about 30,000 people. That will give you an idea of how much people use the postal service. This is also the ONLY post office in town. <br />
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So there you have it, a little bit about the shopping experience in Camiri. Next time you are cruising the air conditioned (or heated for this time of year!) aisles of Costco or Trader Joe's pushing your cart, filling it with exotic and tempting foods, trying to decide of you should purchase the organic or conventional brand of bread (yogurt, milk, veggies, ad infinitum!), think of me in Camiri, I am happy if my store is just open and has the <b>one</b> choice available to sell me!!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-80358261916060995942016-12-23T09:40:00.002-08:002016-12-23T09:58:59.971-08:00Springtime in Camiri<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cotton Trees<br />
This puff of cotton is actually its seed pod that burst open! Super cool!</td></tr>
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We are now well into summertime, but I wanted to show you some pictures of our springtime here!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The river that flows through Camiri. It is just three blocks from<br />
our house!</td></tr>
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We love being able to take walks and enjoy the nature around us! We have seen wild ducks, herons, hawk type birds, and, my favorite, toucans! We have been told that monkeys come down to drink in the river, but we haven't seen them yet!!<br />
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And speaking of toucans, this spring we had a toucan that came and occasionally ate the fruit from our neighbor's chirimoya tree. We never were fast enough to get a picture, but Clara took a picture of the one below at the Santa Cruz Zoo (a zoo blog is coming soon!).<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Isn't he a beauty?</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;">I had to laugh at the above verse. We sometimes joke about being in captivity here in Bolivia, as we now have to stay to fulfill the U.S. Immigration requirements for our adopted children for at least another year. I guess we are obeying the verse above, because we are planting gardens and hope to eat the fruit of them!!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles putting in his garden with a little "help!"</td></tr>
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This springtime Myles and Clancy both put in gardens. They built little fences to keep Cherry out. The picture below shows Myles'garden in the forfront and Clancy's garden by the wall on the far side of the picture. I will show you what it looks like in my summertime blog, coming soon!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laying out the rows!</td></tr>
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Our small children continue to love having a live teddy bear in our dog, Cherry. She can be a bit much sometimes and they scream for help when she is playing too rough! She is another thing that we are glad to have in our "captivity"!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So much puppy love!!</td></tr>
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-4115141501604064622016-12-22T07:21:00.001-08:002016-12-23T09:35:39.978-08:00Headboard by ClancyWell, we brought to you "Bunkbed by Myles", so I thought I would bring you "Headboard by Clancy" and show you the headboard that Clancy made for our bed.<br />
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I told Clancy that I wanted him to make a headboard for us and more or less how I wanted it to look. He spent considerable time researching how to make this headboard and finally came up with a plan. It took less than an hour to put it all together! I think it turned out awesome. It is really great to not have our heads against the rough wall in our room anymore!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting started with the wood and foam.<br />
Clancy is also measuring for where the buttons should go.</td></tr>
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We actually bought the foam and fake leather material in Tarija.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">For once Myles is looking on and Clancy is<br />
the mastermind!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Helping cut the foam to the right size!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Glueing the foam to the board and then<br />
getting ready to put the fake leather over it,</td></tr>
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We attached the material with thumb tacks that didn't really want to go into the wood, but we eventually won!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Putting the buttons on with wire. We had<br />
the buttons covered with the leather material.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready to put the headboard on the wall.</td></tr>
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We realized that we had not gotten enough buttons covered to make the top and bottom row equal. However, when all of the buttons were on we decided that it looked really nice to have two more on the top, so we left it that way~!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">BEFORE<br />
I also want to point out that Clancy made the lamp on the left for<br />
Rudi's birthday gift this year!</td></tr>
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I think that the headboard turned out awesome for our first attempt at it and also with the materials we had to work with! Good job, Clancy and thank you so much!!!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">AFTER<br />
Hung on the wall with a little help from Rudi and all done!!!</td></tr>
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-17654801782317606702016-12-20T03:39:00.001-08:002016-12-22T07:24:16.542-08:00Thanksgiving 2016<br />
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Thanksgiving Day, the best holiday the U.S.A. invented! I personally am very thankful to have been born into a nation that has a day in which thankfulness to God is the purpose. Thankfulness is a virtue that is sadly lacking in the world these days. I know I need a lot more of it in my life on a daily basis. This year's Thanksgiving Day, of course, found us in Camiri without any family besides our own, and with very little friends with which to celebrate. That did not stop us from being thankful and for fixing up some yummy food and desserts!!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles making his famous apple pie!</td></tr>
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Turkey is the obvious choice for meat selections, but there was not a turkey in sight in this small town, so we opted to go with its relative the chicken! Not even close to the same from my point of view, but I tried to remain thankful!!<br />
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As you can see we did not lack for desserts! I was very thankful for this!!!<br />
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Here in Bolivia it was business as usual. A fruit truck came by with its megaphone announcing that it had papaya, pineapple, and bananas for sale. I got the cutest video of Adriana watching it and telling me about what it was selling, but I don't know if I can upload it or not. I will have Emily try it for me later!<br />
Update: It has been confirmed that the file is too big to upload to blogger...Sorry! It is still a really cute video!!<br />
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Myles and I were in charge of the barbque for the chicken. It was soooo hot that we practically scalded our faces and hands making it.<br />
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Our only guest this year was, Christopher Mattix. The only picture I got of him is from the back working on the 1000 piece puzzle we had started for Thanksgiving Day.<br />
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The highlight of the day for me was Skyping with my family back home. They were all together at my parents house and we were the only family not there (again, sniff, sniff).... I am thankful for some of the things about modern technology that allow us to see and hear our loved ones far away.<br />
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We also called and were in contact with most of the Booher side of the family, as well!<br />
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We actually finished up the puzzle that we had started that morning, before we headed to bed!!! Out of the 1000 pieces, I am thankful that there were 999!!!!<br />
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God has been so good to us during our years here in Bolivia. We are so thankful to Him!!!<br />
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Those of you who have followed this blog for awhile know that we occasionally venture forth to do what we fondly call a "Cantaton." This is the name that our friend, Mark, came up with to describe the singing and playing events that we do at churches. It is not a concert, but rather a time of congregational singing and praise that is led by our family playing instruments (and others), with Mark leading the singing. It is a lot of fun.</div>
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When we got back this time Mark had contacted the Saints in Tarija and they planned on having us down the second weekend in November. We had never been to Tarija before, but had heard that it was a beautiful place. We had also heard that the road getting there was a bit sketchy, it did not disappoint!</div>
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On this trip Mark and Carol, along with another family, Efrain and Jeaneth and their two daughters, went with us. Mark led the way in his truck and our faithful truffi followed along behind!</div>
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We left early Friday morning around 6:30 a.m. and arrived in Tarija around 7:30 p.m. Only four of the driving hours were on pavement... And there was tons of road construction. Thankfully, it didn't rain or it would have been a total mud bog, instead we got plastered with dust!<br />
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We did not know about the road construction when we left, but they close the road so they can work without traffic on it. There were two different sections that they closed. Going to Tarija the timing worked out that we got through the first section during the time it was open...whew. However, we did have to stop for two and a half hours for the second section and wait for it to open.<br />
Some of our children took advantage of the time and took a swim in the river below. The men made a fire to warm up by afterwards and we all enjoyed eating watermelon together.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The river where the kids swam and waded.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Translation: Restricted Vehicle Traffic<br />
Monday-Friday Saturday<br />
7-11/1-6 7-12<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My handsome Hubby and Emily the photo bomber in the background</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our setup for the long wait! The booth with the blanket was<br />
our dressing room!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting a fire going!</td></tr>
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Most all of our clothes and things were packed up on top for the journey. After the little kids got wet they found out that I wasn't joking about not having anything for them to change into!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just because he is so cute in pink!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and my little lover boy, Peter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi served us all watermelon!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some of the rest of us!</td></tr>
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When we arrived at the church where we were going to stay. We found very adequate accommodations with mats to sleep on.<br />
They also had showers in the Men's and Women's restrooms and boy did they ever feel good after a day of dusty roads with the windows down! Just our family stayed at the church, the others stayed with family and friends.<br />
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The next morning a family from the church served us breakfast in the church kitchen and dining room.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Breakfast half American and half Bolivian style</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy kiddos!</td></tr>
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Saturday morning after breakfast Mark and Carol showed us around some of Tarija. We went to two different parks. The first overlooked the airport and had some great toys for the kids to play on. The second was a beautiful garden.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles and Peter waiting for the plane to take off!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Solving the world's problems! Actually rejoicing in<br />
<span style="font-size: 12.8px;"> the results of the recent U.S elections!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fun slide! Paula with David behind!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth with Peter</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The older kids had such a great time riding around in the back of<br />
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Sunday was a full day with lots of eating!!! After church in the morning we were invited to a family's house for lunch. We had Almuerzo Completo that was delicious! Afterwards we were able to share some music with the family. They also asked Rudi to share something from the Bible. Rudi was able to testify of the many things that God has done in his life, as well as his testimony of how he came to the Lord.<br />
After a short rest back at the church we went to dinner at another families house. This house was a kids paradise with all kinds of toys and a small car and truck to drive. I commented later to Rudi that the children that lived at the house were so kind in the way they shared their toys with our kids.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dinner time! Everyone is singing before dinner!</td></tr>
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We returned to the church just in time to get changed for the reason why we came down to Tarija, the Cantaton! It was our most well attended Cantaton yet, with more than 300 people attending. There were also many other musicians, mostly guitarists.<br />
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The church had set up a stage and all of their chairs and benches outside in the gym area, as the actual church was too small for that many people. The weather was perfect for an outside event. It was such a great time.<br />
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The next portion could be titled "The Long Drive Home"... I am going to stop and publish this before I go to bed, so that this blog will be in November!!! Stay tuned, as I will finish my commentary (hopefully) tomorrow~ Dec 1!<br />
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Okay, it's morning now and after school. I will take up where I left off!<br />
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We left at five a.m. en punto, because we hoped to get through at least one of the road construction areas, remember there were two, before it closed for the day. Looking back we should have left at 4:30 because it would have saved us at least four hours of driving and STRESS, but more about that later!! We all had slept horrible, because for some reason mosquitos had decided to attack during the night. Our children checked in with us periodically, like every hour, to let us know how the battle was raging. Our last wake up was at 3 a.m. and I didn't sleep after that! Most of the children moved outside onto a patio/walkway to sleep, claiming that it was better outside! I do know that Ruth had something like thirty bites on each arm and all over her face. Thankfully, they weren't too itchy, like the mariwee bites. Anyway, if we hadn't been traveling with others we probably would have taken off at 3 a.m.!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So sleepy and so sweet!</td></tr>
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Our car was pulling really slow on the hills, like 20 miles per hour, so we took an early morning break to see if we could adjust something. Efrain is a mechanic, handy to have around on these journey's! It did a little better, but it still was a slow go on the hills.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ready to be on the road again!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Others were also getting on the road early. It made for DUSTY conditions.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Coming right at you!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A beautiful morning right outside of Tarija.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lots of road construction</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A house right on the side of the dusty road! I would hate<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the MANY rivers we crossed that day.</td></tr>
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Unfortunately, we missed making it through the second area of construction by about twenty minutes. That meant that we could wait until 12 noon when they opened the road for an hour, or we could take a detour... Since we arrived at the closure at 7:20ish that meant waiting for more than four hours. That is what I voted for, to wait in Entre Rios. However, the men wanted to take the detour. Surprise!<br />
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We took an hour or so break to eat breakfast, cheese and bread out of the van, use the restroom and get some gas in Entre Rios.<br />
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We had been told that you needed to have a four by four to go on the detour. If there had been recent rain we would not have made it in our van, as the ruts and slippery surface would have been too much. The first detour was 18 kilometers(approx 12 miles), it took us <b>1 hour </b>to do this detour. The road was basically a off roaders track. We did not meet any cars or buses, thankfully, but we did meet up with one gentleman on horseback!<br />
I must say that this area is one of the most beautiful and peaceful that I have seen in all our many journeys. It would be a wonderful place to live... that is if you didn't mind being at the ends of the earth!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our horseback guide</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adios, Amigo! In this picture the fella is reading a Gospel<br />
tract Efrain gave him.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some of the detour road</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Off roaders dream... Not mine!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It is hard to capture just how bad the road was, but take my<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As always, you must take baby wipes!</td></tr>
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The second detour point we reached at about 10:30. This is where we should have stopped, as we barely made it through a riverbed during this second detour. This is also where we lost a lot of time driving, driving, driving, without going very far. At one point it looked like we were going to have to take another even longer detour, because we couldn't find a way to get into the riverbed that took us to the next road we needed to get to. Finally, after much trial and error we found the best entrance into the river and were able to pass, as long as we didn't stop. If we stopped we would have sunk down in the sand and lost traction! At the last part we did have to stop to help push some other travelers out of the mud/sand. Thankfully, we were able to get started again!</div>
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I want to pause and give glory to God for our supernatural car. After we had been driving for about five hours in the craziest conditions, it hit me that our car is being supernaturally powered by God! There is just no other answer for why our car does not break down and just goes, and goes, and goes. These roads, if you want to call them that, are VERY hard on cars. Our car is a 1988 Toyota, it is old, it is low to the ground, it should not handle what we have put it through and yet, it just keeps chugging along. God gets all the glory for it, for sure!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzHLzWBRHYYIajtx7BlrGM18ohMOVElM7pZFYWUscj2uoC0VHdeIWkesOoQQuFZzGeZX4110U2qcGTW_oTRLCTXxHaQkn61ZeHTnahwGKywTa-ToOrbZmXdqst79D5pBkZrdY4d73jI8PM/s1600/248.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: black; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></span></a></div>
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Around 2 p.m. we stopped for lunch. We hiked down to be by a river, but found out that instead of being refreshingly cool, it was quite warm and salty... weird!<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">Our lunch spot left a bit to be desired, as it was really hot, but the "shade trees" were full of super poky spines. However, it was shade, so we didn't complain too much...</span><br />
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After the riverbed driving it was about two hours back out to the main road. At some points the construction stopped up the road completely.<br />
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About three hours from home we came to the worst part of the journey for me, The Narrows. There is a flagging system in place for stopping the cars on one side or the other, because there is two way traffic on a very one way road. However, I do not have much confidence in the flagging "system", because we met up with plenty of traffic coming at us. You honk on every blind corner and super hug the inside wall and hope for the best. We lived through it, but I say that it was another great ONE time experience for me!! At one point they stopped us all with the "red" flag and made us wait. I thought, "great, now it will be safe." Ha, ha, we still met up with traffic coming towards us and come to find out the flaggers leave at 6 p.m. and it was 6:15 while we went through this part. The wind was blowing and rain was sputtering, it was absolutely eerie being on the side of that mountain in those conditions. I'm sure you can see this road on Google maps. It is the road between Villamontes and Entre Rios and it is called El Angosto.<br />
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The day we were traveling was Efrain's birthday. We stopped to celebrate with cake and ice cream at Jeaneth's mother's house in Villamontes. Bolivians must celebrate no matter what! Cake and ice cream was pretty much our dinner, except for the left over crackers we had in the van!<br />
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We arrived home at 11 p.m. that night! Tired is an understatement. Thankful is also!!! It had been a long and grueling journey. Most of us did not go to bed without a shower first! It had been a long, hot, dusty journey!<br />
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The next day we were up and at ém cleaning out our God powered van!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was a big job</td></tr>
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I don't know where our next Cantaton will take us, but I am thankful we were able to finally see Tarija, meet some great people, make new friends, and make it home again safely to Camiri! Thanks for joining me as I reminisced the journey!!!</div>
Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-75010208958422875462016-11-10T14:07:00.002-08:002016-11-10T14:07:46.545-08:0021 Years Together<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
It is my favorite time of year again, Rudi and my wedding anniversary! This year we went up to Santa Cruz to celebrate. As always spending time just the two of us was lots of fun and refreshing! We enjoyed eating out and exploring the city of Santa Cruz. We got pretty good at riding the micros and figuring out where we were. We also did lots of walking, so much so that the day I wore my new flip flops I got a blister on top of each foot...</div>
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riding on a micro (public transportation)</td></tr>
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Each afternoon or evening we had the tradition of eating at our favorite ice cream place. They give you samples and it is a hard decision deciding which one to get! It is all so yummy! My favorite is their, Tiramisu!<br />
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After the weekend we had more of "working trip." We had to move our adoption follow-ups from Cochabamba to Santa Cruz. This involved many trips to the Palacio de Justicia (judicial building) and the 11th floor of the building, no less. The two elevators that service this 20 some floor building had an hour and a half line to ride them. We decided to take the stairs two days in a row... I would love to say that my legs handled it, but I could barely walk the following days!! Our time was successful and we got everything situated and dates for our second adoption follow-up. We had to stay an extra day in Santa Cruz to make it all happen, but we felt accomplished when we headed home.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love seeing that sign appear "11th Floor"</td></tr>
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We were also super pleased to see that Starbucks has arrived in Bolivia AND it is right down the street from where we stayed. If you wonder why I don't gush and show pictures of where we stayed, it is because we went the budget route and stayed in the familiar, but comfortable New Tribes Guest House. We didn't want to spend a lot of money and then be disappointed with where we were staying. Reading reviews on Trip Advisor for Santa Cruz makes you want to just stay home!!! But because our lodgings were cheap, that meant that we had extra to splurge on eating out!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"A taste of home" STARBUCKS!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi fixing up the perfect Americano!</td></tr>
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We did get tired of eating out and that is why we love the Guest House, because we can walk to the supermarket and get our ingredients for a scrumptious dinner.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi getting ready to start on our dinner!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The end result... Taco Salad with two<br />
salsas. The red one on the left is a spicy<br />
Llaqua. The green is a Ranch style dressing.</td></tr>
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Every year gets better being married to my best friend, Rudi. We have weathered many a storm, truimph, and trial together. I am so thankful for my husband and our relationship!<br />
<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-20872577302243098782016-10-30T10:41:00.002-07:002016-10-30T10:50:10.944-07:00Bunk Bed by Myles<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
Last year after we adopted the kids, I asked Myles if he would weld me a small custom sized bunk bed for David and Adriana. At that point they were sharing a room and Peter was still in a crib. The home we were renting in Cochabamba came with a small welder. Myles was wanting to get better at welding, so I thought a small bunk bed would be just the thing! It was almost completely done when we left for the States in January. Since we have gotten back Myles has been able to finish it. It is now being used by David and Peter, as Peter is a big boy now and needs a big boy bed, and Adriana is in with the girls. I think you will agree that it turned out fantastic~! The full story is as follows: </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clancy helping to cut the bars to size in our backyard in Cochabamba.<br />
October 2015</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting the bed frame welded. (Back porch Cochabamba, October 2015)</td></tr>
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<span style="text-align: center;">Myles had real trouble joining the round tubes together. As </span><span style="text-align: center;">he talked with other welders he found out that he had </span><span style="text-align: center;">picked something quite difficult for his first welding project! He overcame and got it done, but he was ready to quit at times!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara lending a hand...</td></tr>
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When we arrived in Camiri, all the bed lacked was to be painted and put together and a ladder to be welded. Thankfully, Mark Mattix had a welder Myles could borrow, as well as misc. tools! In the picture below on the right hand side you can see the bunk bed parts before being sanded and then put together. Myles spent hours with a wire brush on a drill thingy "sanding" the rust off of the bars, getting it ready to paint.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our back porch in Camiri... Bunk bed parts pictured on right hand side!</td></tr>
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I thought that I had taken a picture of Myles and then Clancy painting the bunk bed, but I haven't been able to find it. They chose red for the bed and blue for the guard rail and ladder.<br />
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Since the size was irregular I had an upholstery shop make me custom sized bed pads, covered with fake leather for easy cleaning. However, there was a miscommunication on the size and they ended up being a bit short. Eventually, I will use these pads for exercise mats and get some the proper size. David and Peter LOVE their new bed and look so cute using it. It is the perfect size for them! Thank you, Myles for all your hard work!<br />
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We are really enjoying living in Camiri. It is a small town in comparison to Cochabamba, but we like that a lot! The people are more laid back and friendly, the drivers are less rude, but still Bolivian!, and the overall pace of life is just slower. The only thing I miss about Coch is our friends, of course, and the ease of shopping. Rudi and I are getting the hang of shopping here, but all of the markets are "open air" and much more "native" style! We are making a list of things to stock up on when we go to the big city of Santa Cruz... </div>
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Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, if he doesn't forget, we get fresh cows milk delivered to our front door. We hear the loud "moo" that Domingo, our milk man's horn puts out, long before he gets to our door! The kids all run out to meet him and let him know how much milk we would like for that day. He also sells yogurt that his wife makes. It is really tasty, our favorite flavor is peach. By special order his wife will make it plain, which is my personal favorite. All of the yogurt here is very runny and is meant to be drunk more than eaten. </div>
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You can see in the picture below that Domingo has two tanks of milk on either side of his motorcycle. In the middle in a box on the back he has his yogurts for sale and sometimes an extra milk jug. We usually order four liters at a time. He gives us two from one side and two from the other so his load doesn't get off balance!!!<br />
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And just to let you guys know that the orange gloved diaper bandit is still up to his diaper changing tricks, I took the picture below!<br />
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Most afternoons, when we are not too busy, Emily teaches a P.E. class and then a music class for our kids. I love watching them from the kitchen window. If you are wondering about the little house behind, that is also on our property. One of the rooms is Emily's and one is extra storage for us. The third on the right is storage for our landlord. To the far right is a covered area with a barbecue and outside sink area. The boys are using it as a workshop and the younger children use it as a shady place to play. It is also nice when it rains, because they can still be outside and work.<br />
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We are thriving here in Camiri. Our children are so creative here and are loving the fresh air and sunshine. They are also loving having a big yard and a dog to play with. We are so blessed to be living in a new spot in Bolivia. It just feels right to be here and we are thankful!<br />
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-38113049141526086772016-10-01T12:29:00.001-07:002016-10-01T12:29:22.734-07:00It's A... Dog!! We promised our kids a dog when we returned to Bolivia this time. Although, our children have always wanted one we have never gotten one, because our time spent in Bolivia has always been "temporary"! Well, our time in Bolivia keeps extending, so we decided to seize the day and get the kids a dog to love and play with. We are so glad we did! <div>
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Our family has only ever owned Golden Retrievers in the past. I voted for a German Shepherd this time to have a guard dog, but was outvoted by the majority, so we bought "Cherry" our new Golden Retriever puppy in Santa Cruz about four weeks ago. She is now four months old and has been so much fun. She keeps our shoes going in for repairs and has uprooted my newly planted plants, but other than that she has been a great addition to the family. All of the children are enjoying having this lovable dog around!! </div>
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We are always happy to celebrate Paula's birthday in September, this year was no exception! All of the pictures were taken in our new house in Camiri. Since I haven't given you a tour of the house yet, I will include a few comments about our house, as well as a commentary about Paula's birthday!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth and Paula on Paula's "7th"<br />
birthday!<br />
You can see our school/game table behind the girls. It is piled with laundry and it also<br />
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Paula opened her gifts after breakfast in the living room. We have gone up to Santa Cruz twice (4 hours one way) to get furniture for our new house. Little by little we have been able to get almost everything we need. We still lack curtains in the living room and some other furniture, but at least we aren't sitting on the floor like we were the first week or two!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Everyone ready for Paula to open gifts.<br />
This picture was taken of the living room w/ our spiffy new living room furniture!</td></tr>
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The big gift this year was Clara giving Paula her American Girl, Samantha doll. Paula was so happy to have her own American Doll!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking her for a walk in her new stroller. Peter wishes the stroller was his!<br />
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During the day on Paula's birthday, Emily painted this phrase on the wall in our music room. It was her first time doing something like this and it turned out great!<br />
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"Make a joyful noise..." or a literal translation. "Sing cheerfully to God"</td></tr>
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For dinner we had some friends over to help celebrate. We also found out that Paula shares a birthday with Mark Mattix. He and Carol were some of the friends that came for dinner, along with Efrain and Jeaneth with their daughters, Misiel and Abbi.<br />
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Decorations courtesy of Clara and Ruth and hung by toilet paper!!<br />
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Clara made a special Candyland Cake for Paula's birthday. It turned out really cute.<br />
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Adriana and David </td></tr>
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Happy Birthday. We love you, Paula!</td></tr>
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-80208354652952740152016-09-18T17:11:00.001-07:002016-09-18T17:11:11.162-07:00Saying Goodbye and Bolivia Bound<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
It is hard to believe how fast the time went by while we were in the States. We were there about six and a half months and it felt really short! Our time was full of highs and lows, just like life anywhere on the planet. It was really good to go home and spend time with family and friends. It was also really good to spend time getting our coffee shop maintained and some new employees hired and trained. While we were home we moved twice and travelled A LOT. It feels really good to be getting settled in Bolivia again, but that is yet another blog! </div>
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Needless to say it was a busy last three days getting our house packed for storage and 22 suitcases packed for Bolivia. My parents surprised us and came over for one full day and super blessed us by helping us pack, clean, and organize. It was bittersweet to say goodbye at the end of that long, tiring day, not knowing when we would see each other again. We are so thankful to them for making the long drive over to help us (almost 4 hours one way) and for all of their love and support! Daddy and Mama, you guys are the BEST! When can we expect to see you in Bolivia again?</div>
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We decided that moving out of our house and driving up to Portland would be too much for one day, so we moved out Wednesday and Uncle Tim and Aunt Diane graciously allowed us to stay at their house for the night. That same day our friends, Greg and Elaine Dealy, had driven down to pick up our younger children to take them to their house to babysit them, so we could finish things up without kiddos underfoot. We swung by their house on the way to U. Tim and A. Diane's, to pick up the children and say goodbye to them also. They super blessed us with so many meals and free babysitting at the drop of a hat! I must say that Elaine's song that she made up in my honor, at least I think it was my life that inspired her, "I Am A Rubber Band For Jesus," still makes me chuckle to think of it! I will have to post the lyrics sometime! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enjoying an amazing breakfast at U.Tim and A. Diane's House<br />
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Rudi's parents came up and joined us at U. Tim and A. Diane's for breakfast. It was sweet to be able to say goodbye to them as well! I must say I am not overly fond of goodbyes. It seems like we have had way to many in the past few years. We are so thankful to have such lovely people to say goodbye to though! Thank you so much, Uncle Tim and Aunt Diane for your amazing hospitality. We love you.<br />
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L. to R. Dad, Myles, Rudi, and Clancy</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma B. brought her amazing apple pie, as a belated<br />
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Thursday we headed North for Portland making many shopping stops along the way. Our last stop for the night was the Mike and Bonnie Mauck's house in Portland.<br />
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Let me tell you, Mike and Bonnie's house is more than kid friendly, it is a kid's paradise. From the giant swings in the backyard, to the huge collection of dress-up clothes, and super fun toys, our children were so sad to have to go to bed at 11 and Ruth and Paula were up at 6, just so they could play some more... All who know the Maucks know how hospitable they are, but for those of you who do not know them, if you were to imagine the most hospitable place you ever stayed and then doubled or tripled it, that would be about right. We all had a bed to sleep in, a delicious dinner, an amazing breakfast, and a huge sack lunch for us to take with us to the airport. They also drove us in our van and dropped us off at the airport. Thank you so much, Mike and Bonnie. You have the gift of hospitality and you are using the gifts God has given you!<br />
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Gotta love that wig and the glasses!</td></tr>
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Our first flight had us heading to Dallas, Texas where we were to get a connecting flight on to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. From Ft. Lauderdale we had a shuttle lined up to take us to Miami. Well, because of the horrible weather over Dallas, we were diverted to land in Austin, Texas along with 13 other flights! Emily did a super great blog about this, so pop over to her blog and read about it by clicking <a href="http://emilyjobooher.blogspot.com/2016/09/of-storm-unexpected-reunion-and-god.html" target="_blank">here</a>! It will tell you that what awaited us in Austin was a family reunion for the night with Chris and Lisa and their family that only God could have orchestrated! We are still shaking our heads in amazement over what he did for us! What an amazing God we serve!! In the only group picture that we took some of us stood on biting red ants, hence the funny picture below.~<br />
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A day later, and a pocketbook lighter:), but hearts fuller! than planned, we finally made it to Miami for the "international" portion of our flights! We took our folding wagon with us to have between flights. It was super nice to have for our "littles" and carry-ons!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My beautiful family traveling back to Bolivia<br />Miami Airport</td></tr>
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We arrived Sunday night in Santa Cruz and all 22 "bags" (We actually had two coolers, a box that weighed 90 lbs, a Yamaha piano, and eighteen 50 lb suitcases) made it through customs. They were a bit dubious about some of the machines we brought down for the coffee shop (including two espresso machines, a professional blender, and a professional coffee grinder) we are helping to open here in Camiri... yet another blog... We were so happy to see our friend, Mark Mattix and another family from Santa Cruz, who came to pick us up with a truck and trailer and an extra car to take us to the New Tribes Guest House.<br />
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No matter how you do it there is nothing easy about traveling with eleven people internationally. We have gotten pretty good at it. We have learned to carry on as little as possible (less to forget on the airplane!), make sure to take a jacket and some blankets for those cold flights and long layovers, and most of all lots of prayers for sanity and safety!!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-60135903017540924942016-09-17T11:09:00.000-07:002016-09-17T11:09:07.686-07:00Camping at Diamond Lake <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The week before we left for Bolivia we reserved five days to go camping at Diamond Lake, a favorite spot for our family to camp from way back. It was such an amazing time and such a great way to end our time in the States! </div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Look who I got, Mama!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paula loved fishing too!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swimming and Boating!</td></tr>
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One of the mornings, Adriana woke up with a sting under her right eye. She was almost unrecognizable. We put "mud" (diatomaceous earth) on it to help with the swelling.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smile with no eyes!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep, it was that swollen!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of the many fish caught by these two!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Outside Naptime!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So sweet!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adriana sleeping outside the hot tent for her nap.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ah, this is the life!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daddy, always hard at work!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bike riding time!</td></tr>
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We rented bikes for some of us and rode around the lake; about an 11 mile ride that is absolutely beautiful!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">L.to R. Clancy, Rudi, Me, Clara, Ruth, and Myles</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Carla, Clara, and Myles<br />
Pausing during our bike ride for a picture in front of Mt. Thielsen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A beautiful Mt. Thielsen picture</td></tr>
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Along the way we found a huge patch of wild huckleberries. We stopped to pick a few!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi picked the whole bush!!! Look close<br />
and you will see the tiny berries.</td></tr>
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I loved this series of pictures of Rudi and Peter and the Fish! Enjoy!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So proud of "his" catch...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep, he's a beauty!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Don't you think so, Daddy?</td></tr>
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We also were able to spend one morning at Crater Lake.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Crew in front of Crater Lake</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And a picture with me in it to prove I was there also!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Beautiful Clara</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My lovely daughters<br />
Emily and Ruth</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">In the lodge</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adriana enjoying the fire</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty Paula</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara, Ruth and Paula</td></tr>
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These four went for a ride around the lake again, while the rest of us headed out to watch Myles fly fish. We practically got eaten by mosquitos, so we had to high tail it back to the van and the more "civilized" side of the lake!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Off to ride bikes. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">David and Paula off to do some fishin'!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara and Clancy<br />
Another pair of fishing buddies</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A view of our campsite right on the lake.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth blowing bubble for the littles.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Smores are the best!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Loving those chilly mornings by the campfire!</td></tr>
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And now for pictures of some of the fish that were caught!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara with a prize winner Trout</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth showing off her catch</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And even Paula got in on the action,<br />catching, I think, three fish!!</td></tr>
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Some of the fish were cleaned at the cleaning station, but most were cleaned by Myles and always as the sun was going down or gone. Don't ask me why?!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles, cleaning fish by lantern light<br /></td></tr>
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For Myles' 16th birthday we rented a boat from the lodge. It was kept busy all day. Even Rudi and I took a turn in it!<br /><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emily driving the boat!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and I pretending to fish... We didn't get any bites!</td></tr>
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For Myles' birthday we also invited Grandpa and Grandma B. and Uncle Ben up to spend the afternoon and night with us. It was lots of fun to have them come up and join us. We had a fabulous fish fry. A welcome addition after four days of "camp" food, was Grandma B's fresh garden veggies!!<br />
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After dinner Myles opened his gifts and then we all sang around the campfire. It was great to have in addition to our "band", Grandpa B. on the accordion and Uncle Ben on the bass.</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Myles opening his gifts, as the sun goes down.</td></tr>
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All too soon it was time to head for home and get our camping gear put away for another two years or so... We miss it already!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-70734489473746950002016-09-05T17:35:00.001-07:002016-09-05T17:35:27.685-07:00July/August Picture Round Up<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
The first day of July escrow closed on our new house and we moved in the same afternoon. What we had forgotten to do was tell the power company to put the bill into our name, so we did not have power over the "long weekend", since the 4th of July was on Monday. Thankfully, our new place has city water, so we had water, but no power for four days! The days are so long in the North during the summer that we went to bed with the sun anyway. We used our camp stove and ate lots of salads and sandwiches and got by just fine!</div>
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Our new home is on almost 40 acres and has two big ponds, a seasonal creek, and a swimming pool. Rudi wanted a place with lots of water and he got it! It is also on a dead end road that is super peaceful. We would sit and just soak in the quiet while we were there. We were only there for six short weeks, but they were the best we spent while home in the States this time. </div>
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It was fun to celebrate the 4th of July in the U.S. again. Rudi, Emily, another employee and myself worked the morning shift. It is our busiest day of the year as the parade "turns" on our corner! Our adopted children loved all the candy that happened that day!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy 4th of July</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking the parade in with friends and family!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and Emily at their Fourth of July best!</td></tr>
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Later in the month Rudi took the boys up to Diamond Lake for a long promised fishing trip. They each caught their limit and were back home in time for a big fish fry that same night!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clancy at the helm.</td></tr>
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Myles, Clancy, and Kenneth</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Some of the 15 fish caught that day!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">At the cleaning station.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Good looking guys and good looking fish!!</td></tr>
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July was full of concerts, music camps, and events. The first was Camp Dwight. It was fun to be at Camp Dwight this year, a Christian camp that my father and mother put on each year. The speaker this year was from Answers in Genesis. All of our children really enjoyed the messages, as the speaker was very engaging and interesting to listen to. He also shared many thought provoking things. I especially appreciated the way he confirmed the truth of the Bible through science! A timely message in our day and age!<br />
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Our kids, along with Kenneth, worked up a great rendition of the song/skit "Bib-Overalls". I did this with them in the past and I must say my fans missed me, but I just wasn't up for it this time!! I thought the music quality was much better with the kids doing it alone this time!<br />
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Clancy, Kenneth, and Myles in their bib overalls!</td></tr>
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One of the mornings of Camp Dwight there is a 5k fun run. I was up early with the five oldest to get to the race on time. Emily was a cheerleader and I was a time keeper. Myles, Clancy, Clara, and Ruth all ran. They all did really well. I couldn't believe it when Ruth told me she was going to run in the shoes she has on in the picture below! Thankfully, Uncle Dwight loaned us a pair of his boys tennis shoes that fit her much better!<br />
Side note: The best recipe for losing shoes is: traveling, packing, unpacking, moving to a new house, traveling, repeat. Most who know me well, know that I have a hard time keeping my kids in shoes! It has gotten worse... argh!<br />
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After Camp Dwight our family took in a "Music On the Half Shell Concert" featuring Riders in the Sky and Asleep at the Wheel. The city of Roseburg, puts on free concerts every Tuesday night at their Half Shell venue. It was a lot of fun to do something our family seldom does. We tend to give concerts, not watch them. I like watching them much more than giving them I must say!<br />
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We happened to bump into the Germonds at the concert and ended up sitting with them.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">And some more!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Emily with her friends and her cool new autographed poster!</td></tr>
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My parents came over and spent two nights with me and the five youngest children while Rudi took the oldest four to the Northwest Strings Camp! It was great to spend some quality time with my parents and they were a huge help as well.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Making breakfast with Grampa!</td></tr>
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The next weekend was the Booher Family Concert 2016 held at at the farm where Rudi and his siblings grew up. Ruth looked so pretty all dressed up that I took some nice pictures of her out in the yard!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pretty Ruth ready for the concert</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Booher Family Concert!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"Bib Overalls" again!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ukulele Buddies<br />Emily and David</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love those smiles...<br />Clara and Peter </td></tr>
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One of the things we determined to do was spend time at the Oregon Coast while we were home. However, we didn't get over the coast nearly as much as we would have liked. One day we threw a sack lunch into the car and headed over to Bandon. We had such a great time!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy at the Beach</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Paula and Clara</td></tr>
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It was cold and windy that day. We felt like we were being sandblasted at times!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love Birds at the Oregon Coast!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So much fun jumping into the sand pit!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">...and getting buried in the sand!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">....and just relaxing!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Never too old to play in the sand...</td></tr>
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Instead of going out for ice cream on the way home, we stopped at a grocery store and bought ice cream and cones. Emily served us up with Myles big knife! With 11 people in the family you have to save somewhere!! We also got bigger portions... yumm!!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ice cream on the go!</td></tr>
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We also didn't get to spend as much time with Mother and Dad (my in-laws) as we would have liked, but we did get to take them out for dinner at Tolly's in Oakland. They arrived at the restaurant before us and Dad was playing the grand piano for the guests when we walked in, it really added to the elegant atmosphere! We had a lovely dinner and visit with just us four. I am so glad we got to do this at least once while we were home!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dad at the Keys.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dinner at Tolly's<br />Carla and Dolores</td></tr>
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When we bought our new place it came with a garden already planted. We got to enjoy reaping potatoes, cucumbers, cherry tomatoes, and zucchini without having put any effort into the garden. It was a real blessing. </div>
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I am going to include some random pictures of us enjoying our new place.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Making lunch in the kitchen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Swimming!<br />These two were our fish. Adriana and Ruth LOVE to<br />swim every chance they get.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cleaning up the place!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Adriana enjoying that good book!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Clara making tie dye shirts...</td></tr>
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While we were home we really missed being involved with Spanish ministry and using our Spanish. Thankfully, we were able to get in touch with a wonderful Spanish speaking church in Eugene. We weren't able to go very frequently, but every chance we got we were there. Most of the folks are from Mexico and we were the only Bolivians, but the Hispanic culture is one that we can really relate to. The are a lovely bunch of believers that we are so thankful to have met! They were so welcoming and loving. We hope to have much more fellowship in the future when we return from Bolivia.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi, Myles, and Emily sharing a song at our Spanish church</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Always a snack and refresco! Rudi brought his Cinnamon<br />Rolls from the coffee shop a time or two!</td></tr>
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The leading elder, Alejandro Chavez and his wife, Adriana are such a sweet couple. We were thrilled to have been able to be at the wedding for their daughter to a sweet young man, of a family we also met through this fellowship.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and Carla, Adriana and Alejandro Chavez</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The wedding of David Norris and Karen Chavez</td></tr>
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Our next to last weekend in the States we spent in Central Oregon saying goodbye to my extended family! It was a full, but very special time.<br />
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My mother had made all of our adopted children their own baby blankets with their names on them. My mother has done this for each one of her grandchildren. It was a very special moment for me!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Chocolate Babies with Grams and their blankets<br />with their names on them!! Too sweet!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grampa reading to Peter!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Out for dinner with my parents this time.<br />Rudi, Carla, Mama, and Daddy!</td></tr>
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<br />Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-79016286191737042002016-09-04T06:50:00.000-07:002016-09-04T06:50:04.094-07:00A Year Later...<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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On August, 31 these munchkins celebrated their first year as Boohers! The year has gone by so fast and while it hasn't always been easy, it has always been good! We are so thankful God saw fit to place these three in our home and in our lives! We can bear witness to <b><i><u>Psalm 127:3 "Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward."</u></i></b><br />
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<b><i><u><br /></u></i></b>Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7141785193973295076.post-47270348995366342792016-08-30T14:27:00.001-07:002016-08-30T14:32:34.677-07:00Daddy and Mama's 50th CelebrationNow for the long awaited blog about my parents 50th Wedding Anniversary celebration. Obviously, I am so proud of my parents. Their love and commitment for each other pours out not only to each one of their children, children in law, and grandchildren, but also to the many, many friends that surround them. I know that without Jesus Christ, as their Lord and Saviour, my parents would not be the beautiful people they are today. He is truly the reason for everything good in their lives! James 1:17 "Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning." My parents marriage truly is gift that God has given all of us.<br />
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<b>The People</b><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"The Couple of the Hour"<br />
Burnell and Paula Johnson<br />
Daddy and Mama<br />
Grampa and Grams </td></tr>
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I have shared before on this blog that I come from a large family. The picture below proves it!! My entire family was able to come and be at the event.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Whole Burnell Johnson Family<br />
May 2016</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My oldest brother, Warren, my sister in law, Sherri<br />
Randi Leigh, Warren Clayton, and William</td></tr>
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My older sister Carrie and her husband, Kent w/ their daughter, Liberty, should be right here, but she didn't like how any of them turned out!! Picky, picky, but I still love her anyway!!:)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother Chad and his wife Jenise, with their 11 children and one<br />
son-in-law!<br />
Elisha and Kathryn, Kyla, Kelsey, Baylor, Karaline, Kimmy, Kloe, Berington,<br />
Kenzie, Bentley, and Kordi</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother David and his wife Jodi with their 8 children<br />
William, Amanda, Kayla, Daniel, Becca, Benjamin,<br />
Samuel, and Ivan</td></tr>
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Burnell, Orin, Chance, Ty, Quint, Wyatt, Vienna, and Royal</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our family- Rudi and Carla, Emily, Myles, Clancy, Clara<br />
Ruth, Paula, David, Adriana and Peter.<br />
I love the pose that Adriana struck!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sister Naomi and her husband Derrick with their almost 4 children<br />
Kendrick, Claire, and Elizabeth <br />
(Molly Joy born August)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My younger brother Wade and his wife Joscelyn<br />
with Knightley and baby #2 on the way!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The "Original 8"<br />
from L. to R.<br />
Chad, Naomi, Dwight, Carrie, Daddy, Mama, Warren, Carla. David, and Wade</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">As Couples<br />
L. to R.<br />
Chad and Jenise, Derrick and Naomi, Dwight and Marilee, Carrie and Kent, Daddy and Mama,<br />
Warren and Sherri, Rudi and Carla, Wade and Joscelyn, Jodi and David</td></tr>
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<b>The Venue</b><br />
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We rented a convention room at the Riverhouse Hotel and Convention Center. They provided the catering, along with tables chairs, etc. Everything was so beautiful. My parents know so many people and so many large families, that they only invited adults and very close friends. I am sure it was a hard invitation list for them to make, since my parents feel like most of their many friends are "close"! </div>
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Still beautiful after all these years!</td></tr>
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<b> The Program</b><br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">The program included appetizers, then a delicious buffet that included three different choices of meat, amazing vegetables and salads, as well as dinner rolls was served. This was followed by a slide show that included footage of my parents wedding 50 years ago, an interview with them about how they fell in love, along with pictures of them throughout their lives together, and testimonials from their children. After this each one of their children/children's families shared something they had prepared to honor my parents. It was a lovely evening that went by so quickly! At the very end my parents shared and then we all ate dessert from the dessert buffet that had some of the yummiest desserts I have ever eaten!! It was a blessed event from start to finish!</span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sharing a Spanish song together as a family.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Singing "My Jesus I Love Thee" in four part harmony.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi wowing the audience with his amazing fiddling!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Rudi and I enjoying the moment...</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mama and Daddy taking it all in.</td></tr>
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Congratulations to my parents, one of the finest couples I have ever met. I am so thankful and blessed everyday to be their daughter. May the next 50 be just as sweet!!Rudi and Carla Booherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06588454756771567778noreply@blogger.com2