For the plane ride out here Reid was given a tiny pirate ship lego set from Grandma.  The legos were a success - they kept Reid entertained for a while on the plane.  We knew that half would be lost in the cracks of the seat, or the bowels of the plane.  And it's been over two months from then - so there's probably a third of the original amount of legos.  But that didn't stop my little engineer.  Unbeknownst to Kate and I he worked and worked on that pitiful little collection of legos this afternoon.  After an hour he came into the living room with a big smile on his face.  "Look guys, I made a pirate ship".  It was astounding.  Every piece was used, and it really did look like a little boat.  To go along with the Pirate Ship he had the 'dock', which was his friend 'Rocky'.  Rocky is his pet rock we made him when none of the other kids at the park spoke English, and we didn't have any new toys for him to play with.  (Reid's not the only one that gets resourceful).  Looking at his ghetto pirate ship and pet rock, Reid taught me a lesson on contentment (something God has been teaching us since we've moved here).  Just shows you God can use anyone to teach anything.