On Sunday, the 6th of July, we headed to Naihu for church! As far as I understand, Neihu is still Taipei, but a suburb of it. This was a place that Jonathan served in during his mission and a bunch of the church members remembered him. One of the ladies in the ward always made food for the missionaries on Sunday after church and turns out, she wanted to feed us. So, we knew going to church that when church was over, we would get some good food.
Windmill on the way to church
Church itself was fine. Jonathan translated some, but not everything, so lots of things just went past. A lady came up after Sunday School and took Peter to nursery (a church class for kids aged 18 months- 3 years) and after he was there for about 5 minutes, she found me and reported that he was happy and playing with the other kids. I figured if he did get upset, it would be really easy to identify the parents of the white haired boy. But, he did great and stayed there for the next hour. During that hour, Beccah and I went to Relief Society and Jonathan went to his Priesthood class. One of the missionaries translated the entire class for us. We talked about gratitude and how being grateful can change your attitude and perception on life.
Peter heading downstairs with some new friends.

After church was over, we found an empty room and they started bring food for us to eat. We had a group of about 5 people from the branch as well as our group. Peter was super angry and it took us a few minutes to realize his anger was sleepy rage. We gave him his binky and blanket and BAM, he was down for the count. He slept through the rest of lunch. While he slept, we ate some delicious curry, mango (which for the record are so much better in Taiwan than in America), and guava. Madness it was so good. I could eat that for the rest of my life and life would be great.
Brother Wong and Jonathan
When Peter woke up from his nap, he still had some rage in him. He flailed and screamed and would not let anything calm him down and everyone rushed to give him something to make him happy. It was a little overwhelming even though they were trying to help, so I took him into the hallway to get some quiet space. I took him into the nursery to play with some toys and when we got there, we found a couple of adults chatting watching a little boy playing there. As soon as Peter saw where we were, he calmed down and ran in to play.
The boy's mom, Sister Huang, asked in Chinese how old Peter was, and I told her and then she asked something else. My face showed confusion as I asked her to repeat her questions. She then re-asked the questions in almost perfect English. I laughed and smiled and we talked for the next 30-45 minutes about cultural differences, raising a child in another country, adjusting to being mom and general things about motherhood. I loved talking with this woman. We had so many things in common in regards to motherhood. Everything I said she would get really excited and say, "I feel the SAME way!!!" Everything she said, I felt the same way. She was exactly who I needed and so many times I found myself wishing we were neighbors. I love finding people like that because they help you feel normal and you can connect with them instantly. If we ever come to Taipei to live, we will be the best of friends. Her little boy was so much like Peter, and give Peter a year and he will be doing the same things that boy was doing. It was fun to watch them play and great to talk with someone so relate-able. It was also neat to see how many similarities we had towards views in life and feelings about things being raised and living in two different parts of the world. People aren't as different as we sometimes think.
Eventually Peter and I ventured back to the other group, where one of the ladies got some great pictures of Peter that she emailed to me later.
This is Peter's "Oh no!" face. He does it if there is a loud noise, if he drops something, or something falls. It's adorable.
Peter showing off his Asian photo taking skills.
We also had some cake for Beccah's birthday that one of the men had brought. He is a French style baker in Taiwan and word on the street is his cakes are fantastic and very well known. I had a couple of his muffins and they were pretty delicious. We had a great time eating and visiting with some of the church members in Neihu. I would totally live there.