Sunday Relaxation

This is how every Sunday should be: not a cloud in the Kenyan sky; 80 dry degrees in the shade, sitting with 15 - 20 kids beading, talking, coloring, laughing; eating chapati, laughing some more. This is what it is all about. There is no water, the children still need a few things here and there, and Hiram and Tarak deliver a bag of goodies from the US: shoes, warm jackets, sports shoes, shirts and, {{{drum roll}}} 3 Samsung Tablets. WOW. The jackets went to the four older boys who really needed them, the shirts were distributed quickly and the two polar fleece blankets or snugglies went to David and Sho-Sho. David tried his blue one on and announced "good bye cold'. Sho-Sho tried her zebra one on and grinned from ear to ear.

Cary took the older girls into their room for nearly 3 hours to discuss the important issues of the day. I haven't had a chance to talk to Cary about all the details of her conversation just yet, but the girls (and she) told me it was a very effective and worthwhile afternoon. I'm so happy this occurred - the girls love Cary and consider her their sister, or Daughter Simba, when appropriate. They relate beautifully to her, and were comfortable enough to throw out every question and concern imaginable. Good on you, Cary.

Agnes was quiet today, fortunately. We didn't hear a peep. I did contact the chairman of the board, to let him know that we STILL DON'T HAVE WATER. I have requested a delivery at the end of the day tomorrow, after the home inspection. Let them discover there is no water. I hope Agnes gets slapped with a huge fine, and has 24 hours to repair and/or reconnect the water to the home. My bet is she will bribe the officer, which won't do any of us any good. Water is life. What part of this is so hard to understand?

Cary gave her cherished baby blanket to Papa:

Jer, wearing his soccer outfit from his St. Joseph's pen pal:

Tuanone, I'm off for a nap!!

Peresia, getting some quiet time:

The children never fail to remember St. Joseph's School in Salem, NH. Thanks to 'St. Joe', each child now owns two or three pair of shoes:

Good night from Kenya, all ~

Simmie and Njoki