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Sukey and I were up together at 4am this morning for an unneeded bathroom trip. She was crying and so I got dressed and took her out. Instead of immediately squatting and going she started playing. I was so mad. We came back inside and sure enough, she had wet her bed. After eating she went back to bed and slept till 5:30am. 5:30 I can deal with but 4am I can not.

So there's a pot of coffee brewing to help me through the morning. Sukey's happily chewing on a rawhide shaped shoe unaware of the way she's affected my day.

Phil and I are going to be adding a new book to our current school curriculum. We're both in book 4 (there are 5). After the 5th those who care can go on to study specialized language for a specific field of work. We're both ready to start adding "special" language to our learning and we got permission to do so. The first book in the series of special language books is simple but it only has characters, no pinyin. I can go at my own pace and if I don't know enough of the characters I can stop for awhile and start again when I learn more. The new language will really help me at fellowship times.

Yesterday evening Sheila (language coach) joined us for dinner. She recorded our supper conversation which was almost all in Chinese. She'll listen to it at home and then talk to us about issues she sees with our progress, pronunciation, etc. It was fun and encouraging.

Okay, off to get my lost hours of sleep in a mug.

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