This weekend was a mix of two totally different days. Yesterday, we spent a good part of the day in Valle de Angeles to shop for souvenirs. We arranged for our driver Carlos to take us there, which was great for the kids, since they haven't seen Tio Carlos since before we left for the Roatan. We enjoyed some shopping and walking around the town. Carlos suggested a great restaurant for lunch that specialized in meats and fish. Alicia and I really enjoyed the marinated meats, but they were too seasoned for the kids. The kids really enjoyed their pineapple juice that came in really big glasses.
...and that went well, but then the day quickly dissolved into one tantrum after another. It was a really difficult day. One of those days that you can't wait until the kids are asleep and you fall onto the couch and thank the Lord that the day is over. The real travesty is that the secret stash of Asher's chocolates for Mami and Papi are almost gone...we had a few extra after today. I was going to write that yesterday was a few steps forward and today was a bunch of steps backward, yet even in the midst of a really tough day, Ashton demonstrated that our relationship took a step forward. Right before dinner, Alia went into a kicking and screaming tantrum, which weighs heavy on Ashton's heart, so he began to cry. I took over the kicking and screaming Alia from Alicia, and she consoled Ashton. By the time it was all done, we sat down to a now cold dinner, and Ashton asked how long we have been here. I said today was 20 days. Then he asked how much longer until we go home to the US. I said hopefully only 2 more weeks. He smiled and said hopefully only 10 more days, because he wants to go to our home and start our new life as a family there. This was a tough day, but a step forward. Thank you for your continued prayers.