Family Visit Day

    I told this kids this morning that if they haven't been already...they need to start living each day to the fullest since each DAY from here on out is their last at Orphanage Emmanuel.  For instance, today is their last Saturday, tomorrow is their last Sunday, etc.  The countdown has begun although I don't believe any of us are ready to leave and head back to the States.  Each of the kids have said that this time has flown by too quickly.

   This morning I woke to Papi (David) mowing the lawn with his boys.  More often than not, he reminds me of my dad...up before the crack of dawn and constantly working.  Then I put 2 loads of laundry in the washer before we headed down for breakfast, which was oatmeal and cookies.  The kids prefer the oatmeal for breakfast whereas I typically prefer the arroz con leche.

Papi on his zero-turn

   After breakfast, Kaylyn and I went to the chosa behind the Baby House (where the toddlers typically gather).  On the way, we saw a boy blowing leaves off the area in front of the Team House.  Due to a staff meeting at 8:30am, Noah and Jaden needed to wait here at the Team House while the staff they typically work with had their meeting.  Jaden ended up going to the horses, although Noah stayed back in the Team House for reasons that I'm not sure of because I didn't really ask.

   After lunch we ended up putting the toddlers down for a nap and both Noah and Jaden went to work with the horses.  When I got back to the Team House, Michell came to the house to let me know that her sister was here for a visit.  There is one weekend a month where family can come and visit and this was it.  Her sister asked to meet me in person (although I do remember her from many years ago being here at the orphanage), so I went down and got to meet her son as well, who will be turning one year old on the 19th of this month.  I brought them each a soda and cookies from the store on my way down.

   Around 3pm, Kaylyn and I went back to wake the toddlers and get them ready to head to the Comedor where supper was comprised of rice, beans and Honduran made tortillas (like Alina used to make when she was here).  When supper was over, I headed back to work on math lessons before we all turned in for the night.