A camping we will NOT go...

This is by far the most difficult rainy season we have experienced here in Kenya...BY FAR.  With the Michigan team here, we'd planned to take them, along with the Saint Boys, camping.  We had done our big grocery trip and were basically packed up, then we got a call from the guy that lives in Juja.  The yard was a complete LAKE!  There was no where to set up the tent.  Not to mention it would have been miserable.  So instead, the Michigan team and Chris took all the boys to see a movie, eat KFC, planet yogurt, and come spend the night with all of us here at the house.  We had such a great time!

We all walked to Thomas and Noah's soon to be home and chicken farm.  The next day the boys were excited to go and help them do some work there and they earned a little money... which may or may not have already been spent on sweets and mandazi's! ;)

James, Ezra, and I were off to Kijabe hospital at 7am Friday morning.  The MD that did his surgery had moved back to the US, but the normal American doc was there.  He looked in his ear and said that everything looks good.  He is to start his antibiotic ear drops and take them until they are finished.  This MD will go back to the US for a few months and return in January, which is when his next surgery will be.  So James could go for a check up with the Kenyan MD in 3 months, but he won't even be the one to do the next surgery, so there's really no point.  Dr. Boeve said to just return in January unless he has any problems before then.

We've not had much power this past weekend so everything in the freezer has basically thawed out.  So I need to get to
cooking so nothing gets wasted!  We're praying that rainy season ends SOON!  My heart just hurts so bad for these people in the valley part of Kibera.  I can only imagine that sewage must be overflowing into their homes.  I just can't help but think about the people that are in these little cold, leaky mud shacks.  I'm so grateful that our boys have somewhere warm and safe to live and, through God's grace, they are not on the streets.  But even greater than that is knowing that they now have the knowledge of a Savior who loves them.





I love that Brian gave Ezra his cookie, and even more than that- he kept giving Ezra kisses on his cheek.  They all act like they are the proudest big brothers!