Michell is Sick

When we headed to the medium boys house this morning, they were cutting grass and picking it up.  They had 1 rake today (last time they had 5), so many boys were just using their fingers as a rake.  They worked the entire time on mowing the cleaning up the yard right up until it was time to head to breakfast.  When we got back from breakfast, they went back to picking up the clippings off of the yard.  We walked to school at 8am and then I was in the special needs yard for the rest of the morning.  During a small break, I headed to the school for recess and then to our room to clean our room, the kitchen and the porch, as well as to make some room in the refrigerator for the new family that was coming today.  Noah and I cut up all of the turkey and bologna slices (which he didn't really care for), a few slices of Velveeta cheese, and a block of Honduran cheese and put it in a gallon sized bag so that we could take it down and serve a tablespoon of to each of our medium boys, on top of their noodles and vegetables.  It may sound awkward, but the kids love any chance of eating cheese that they can get!

In the afternoon, Noah went with Moncho to paint and when I saw him later, just before supper, I was at the ice cream shop chatting with some of the Mennonite women and he jumped off the gator to come and ask for some ice cream.  After supper with the medium boys, we headed back to our room.  I had heard just before supper that Michell was sick and hadn't been out of her room all day (which also means she hadn't eaten all day).  One of the big girls stopped by my room to tell me that Michell had gotten her appetite back.  I made her up 3 peanut butter (which is a delicacy down here) and jelly sandwiches, an apple and a peach tea, and Noah threw in 3 Moon Pies in order to fill her up.  She could always share if she couldn't eat it all.  With that we settled in for the night, realizing that our time here is winding down.