I have decided that if I ever start to feel poor, I need to host an orphan again. I will never forget the night we brought the girls home from the airport. We arrived home about 2 a.m. It was like Christmas as they excitedly ran all over our modest house discovering things. One would find something and call the other one over to see it. They then went outside and found the trampoline in the backyard. It was very obvious that they had never jumped on a trampoline before. It was hilarious and scary at the same time. The next day they started riding the bikes that we had rounded up for them. Again it was obvious that they had never ridden a bike before. It was wild watching a 10 and 13 year old learn to ride a bike up and down our street. They quickly caught on to the new things they were being introduced to. It was so much fun that I am really looking forward to watching D when she is finally able to come and try things for her first time. Truly, the antidote to feeling poor is hosting an orphan!
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