Sunday morning, I went next door to borrow something. Nancy went into the bedroom to put on her shoes. The babies were playing in the living room.
We came back, and the babies were gone. They are usually in the living room, where a barrier and closed door keeps them confined. But they had gotten out. We searched through the house, and couldn’t find them anywhere.
Finally, we went out the back door. There, in the pouring rain, sat our two babies,...
We haven’t done to many outings with the babies yet. When you take two naps a day, and most things are an hour away, it tends to cramp your style. But we are now in the land of one nap a day, so the six of us went to the Giraffe Center in Nairobi.
Things are more relaxed in Africa. There was hardly anything separating the giraffes from us. The giraffes would eat out of your hand. They would even eat...
I’m 47, and I’m not sure I’ve every had a real thought about jellybeans. In the states, I might eat some when they are around, but I don’t remember ever buying them and I don’t particularly enjoy them.
Nancy brought some back from the states, and Sunday night we opened the bag. It was one of those with many different kinds of flavors, and we spent over an hour, going around in a circle, choosing and eating them one by one.
Each...
Grace told our Swahili teacher that he should bring Nancy a present for how well she is doing in language studies. It seemed natural to ask her `Don’t you think he should bring ME a present also?’
At this point, something happened that was difficult to interpret culturally. Fortunately, I have been in Africa for a while and have developed an expertise to interpret what occurred next.
Grace started laughing as hard as I have ever seen anyone laugh. She went to...
Several years ago, I signed a contract with a company in Indiana. To celebrate, they said they wanted to go a Mexican restaurant. I had lived in Texas for years, and told them I ate lots of real Mexican food, and we could go someone else. They insisted, so we went.
When the waiter came over, he asked if I wanted to hear the specials. I said sure, and he said `We’ve got (I’m going to write this like he said...
I guess I say this a lot in these emails, but I’ve never had a day like Saturday in my life. The drop out rate in Kenya is almost 70%, but when lunch is provided, the numbers tend to drop dramatically. We hoped to decrease the drop out rate and help children learn a little easier.
The plan was that all the maize and beans would be delivered to the orphanage where they had a guarded locked room. On Saturday morning...
The thing that is causing the most tension in our household is not that school has started, not that we have 16 8th grade boys living with us, but Katie. My older boys are outraged with her.
She can say Da-Da and Mama. But her third word was not JT or Matthew.
It was Jessie.
The dog.
This has NOT gone down well with the boys.
Katie has also caused some tensions with Nancy. Although I was the one who really pressed for a girl,...
Until Kenya, the best one I ever heard was a prof at the Naval Academy. He excused himself from a meeting because `his ship needed to leave the harbor’. I was puzzled until I saw him leaving the restroom.
The older boys and I are taking Swahili lessons while Nancy is gone, and he confirmed to us something that she had told us earlier. In Kenya, if you’ve got to go do your duty, you excuse yourself by saying `I’ve got...
