We arrived back to PNG almost two weeks ago. We are getting settled back into routines and have almost got all of the suitcases stored away. We have even had Pizza Night this past Friday, which makes it feel like we are home. However, Aden seems to think that we are still on the move. While in the US, we did seem to take off quite often, not staying anywhere longer than two weeks at one time. That seems to be what has stuck with him the most. Each day, and pretty much all day, Aden is packing his backpack and on his way to the airport. It's not just his backpack that he is packing, but he actually calls it his 'carry-on'. How many two year olds even know what a carry-on is? Before he can go, he lets us know that he is ready to go and frequently asks that we pray for his trip. One day, he prayed for the trip himself and made sure that we had our heads bowed when he did. It was an extensive prayer that covered the safety of the trip to the airport and on the airplane, security at the airport, the suitcases and having fun when we get there. The destination is usually Hawaii, Oklahoma, Ohio or somewhere else we went while we were in the US. Once we have had prayer, he asks for "a hug, a kiss and a squeeze." He gets his boots on and goes to sit by the front screen door. Apparently that is the airport. Oh, the life of a Missionary Kid....
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