This week was fun. We mostly just did the same old same old. There's this awesome recent convert family that moved here from California. They are super fun. Claudia is from Mexico and speaks almost no English, and her husband, Jim, he's a total guerro that speak pretty much no Spanish. I don't know how it works, but they're super cute. Elizabeth, the oldest, 17, is really cool. She's been coming to lessons with us. George. Oh gosh, George. He's 11. He reminds me of Jessie, ojala, Jessie no haga las casa tan malo que George ha hecho ayer en la sacramental. Se me enoje muchisimo. And Laila, haha. She's 2. She screams a lot, but she's so funny. Yesterday, we found out why we shouldn't hold children as missionaries. (: Hermana Maama picked up Laila, put her on her lap, and Laila tiro un pedo. Everyone was laughing except Hermana Maama, claro. (:
That's about it, creo...
Haha, except that we totally had a dinner outside of our area. Hermana Ramiro gave us earrings and sunglasses, and we ate camarron. (: It was super good. We did explain to them about the rules and how we can only eat in our area, so that won't be happening again.
Oh! How could I have forgotten?! Juanpis was baptized on Thursday. (: His dad, a convert of a month or menos, baptized him. (: It was super cool.
Les quiero mucho!
Hermana Miller
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