Tuk-Tuks and Turpentine

The children's home is looking a hundred times better, and my group is settling in nicely here. The kids love Sarah, Caroline, and Anton-as he has been renamed per the children. We're about halfway done with the painting, and despite our best efforts Arnold has not made it through a day without sticking his hand in wet paint somewhere. He has the perpetual lingering smell of mischief and turpentine. Sweet boy.

(Dad and Anthony in a prolonged struggle with the door to make it shut completely without scraping the floor. Dad and Anthony won, but the door did not give up without a fight)

I taught them how to do laundry by hand this weekend, and they excelled in the art of scrubbing. The kids surrounded them and offered chattering advice in Swahili on their technique and thoroughness. Everything came out relatively clean-partly from the the scrubbing, partly from the sunshine.

Dad and I went to Kisumu earlier this week to run errands while the trio painted, and we took the 3 musketeers with us on Friday when we went back to get medical supplies for the hospital. I had planned on using some of my funding to get paint/outlets/new mosquito nets to spruce up the hospital wards, but when I arrived I was more distressed by the fact we only had one thermometer and 2 BP cuffs between 3 wards and 2 clinics..........So I decided to start there. That's why I like to keep my plans loose. Welcome to Kenya, where the plans be always a'changin ;)

(In the back of a tuk-tuk on the way to medical supply store).

I apologize for the lack of pics of the kiddos. More to come on the next post after I get them uploaded. We're in a 24 hr power outage right now, so we're trying to conserve battery life whenever possible until our electronic life blood source is restored.

Love love,

Jessie

 

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