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Again, trying blogger and keeping my fingers crossed that this will work better than xanga's been these days.

A week off from school this week. Once a year the teacher's at school have a week long training and the students have no school. Yeah, no school!

There's a new family in town that we'll be busy helping this week. They need furniture and all the other stuff that comes with having a new home and only so much luggage allowance.

Last week we had a ton of fun hanging out with a young couple that were visiting various areas of China and stayed in Xi'an for a week. Really an unexpected treat from our Father.

On Saturday Phil was listening to music and one song had the word "Hallelujah" over and over. Madeleine now says "How-ew-uh" in a really cute singing voice. I thought Phil was going to burst from pride when he heard her.

This week is potty training intensive here in Xi'an. I imagine some good stories will come out of it.

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