Clockwise: Roxina and MariChuy dancing/ Fernando and Dietrich on the swing/ Domingo, Rhonda, and Miguel working in the kitchen/ Domingo "not crying" while he cuts up onions.On SUNDAY... not enough sleep... Uriel and Tita sat beside me... Ricardo and his mom came... I fed Chuy ciruelas and got some happy grins as juice dripped down his chin and onto his shirt... pazole and cebiche for lunch... lots of people from El Tepehuaje for San Pedro service... heat, dust, wind, sweat... Fransisca told me I was more "gorda" (fat) than I was when I first came... home again, home again jiggity-jog... Caleb thought the "Allison Chronicles" was "Alice in Wonderland": "Isn't that were she goes down into a hole?" "Huh?"... Loren thought that "Charlotte's Web" and "Alice in Wonderland" were somehow connected... I give up...
On MONDAY... Caleb called me grumpy... felt grumpier after being called grumpy... Spanish verbs, verbs, verbs... Yo cantaria para ustedes si no tuviera gripa... Yo queria que en que Santos se quedara en silencio... confiscated Janessa's book to make her do her schoolwork... Vanessa's house... off to buy groceries... back to Vanessa's house... leftover pazole for lunch... heard scraping at our bedroom door... Janessa investigated to find David with a collection of wood pieces he'd peeled off of our door... so so HOT!... long hot ride to San Pedro... small class... entertained by Fransisca's funny comments and stories... read my book the remainder of the evening.
On TUESDAY... grocery shopping... made cookies... did laundry... no hamburger at SuperChoix... made chili and cornbread for lunch... dishes... emails... passed out tracts... Miguel and Dietrich brought sticks to ward off attacking dogs... Dietrich's stick was almost a club... "Take the tract or answer to my stick!"... Roxina insisted on passing out tracts with "Chutcha" (me)... down a street... the wrong street... "Whorps!"... didn't meet up with the others until they'd formed a "search party"... kids played dodgeball afterwards... Jesse and Miguel had ciruela dodgeball in the tree with flying fruit... salad for dinner...
On WEDNESDAY... Janessa laughed at me when I ate Golden Grahams in bed... read and journaled at the plaza... went to visit Lupita for her 18th birthday... emails... chicken for lunch... talked on the phone... napped... iced tea... laziness... was still eating chili as people arrived for prayer meeting... chicken curry from Suzanne... prayer meeting... left immediately afterwards to take Lupita out for ice cream... chocolate/cappuccino/vanilla/cookies 'n' creme ice cream... talked... pictures... went for a walk...
On THURSDAY...smoky kitchen... Kedric: "Why is the kitchen always so smoky when we have French toast?" Sheepish Loren: "Probably because I make French toast."... at the orphanage... groceries on time equaled lunch on time... bad attitudes and resolved issues... being a "witness"... time off in the same room as Suzanne equaled lots of talking... cut up potatoes... took Chuy and Jeffrey for a wagon ride... they enjoyed watching the world go by through the hole Chuy discovered in the bottom of the wagon... Scott's tuna gravy... fed Chuy his rice... he saw me getting his bowl ready and tottled off to his high chair... smart little kid... ate pitayas with Chuy sitting on my lap... he loves pitayas... got home to find a box from Aunt Kelly waiting for me... such a blessing for the end of my day!!!
On FRIDAY...climbed on the bike and suffered my way out to the orphanage (note: "climbed on my bike" does not mean that I actually rode it all of the way to the orphanage)... watched the little boys cut up vegetables for lunch... watched Domingo "not cry" as he cut up an onion... mounds of dirty laundry and eventually clean laundry... "danced" with Chuy, Roxina, and MariChuy... taco salad and then the bike ride home... hot hot hot... time off... new girl came to the orphanage as a "temporary" placement... Mochiqui with Maria... visited Ana... studied with Carla and Tita... ate at the taqueria with the singles... decided it might be awhile before our tacos came since they were still cleaning up the grill... street meeting in our front yard... live music compliments of Rod's music class, Julian, Fransisca, Loren, and Lenn...
On SATURDAY... were finishing up with breakfast when we let the first kids in... had some help setting up tables and stools for class, lol... good class minus Roxina choosing me to hold the posterboard song... hot ride to the orphanage... made lunch and did clean up... tried to help Margarita, the new girl, find her place in our routine... fought emotional turmoil while listening to one of the kids reveal a tiny piece of a stormy past... "how can parents do that to their kids?!?"... time off... made dinner... solved arguments... entertained fussy Chuy... dinner clean up... played with the kids... home again...
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