trip to the amazon- boys house

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Our time in the boys house was also really special

Tony teaching English

Laura making biscuits.. again!

Tony convincing boy not to eat all the mix!

We did a devotional for the boys about having dreams and goals
and had them draw or write their name and dream on this football. 
lots of balloon games!


Tony's shave a balloon game! teaching the boys skills for manhood
...and having fun! 

twins

ready...
             
shave...

...BANG!

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