Day 7

So, here we sit in a coffee shop in the town of Kitale.  Every sunday, a lot of the local white people come and get updated on just what is new.  We will be here for awhile, just goofin'.  Even tho the rainy season has past, it has rained every day since we came, and is currently thundering here and will still start to rain soon.  Rain here is more like Snoqualmie falls. 

I have stuck to my guns and have held firm that I don't do well with babies......however, they seem to do WELL with me and I am often at the bottom of a little black pile of kids.  Speaking of kids, I told you that we are in the company of 82 of the little buggers, with 60+ under 5 yrs,,,well they have some local ladies that they call "aunties" that are in charge of keeping them safe and doing what they are supposed to be doing.  Can you imagine 82 little kids all sitting quietly at a long table waiting to eat....happens here, and not only that, but the older ones....like 7, 8  etc, help with the younger ones and even do alot of the clean-up.  I could have used the aunties as my kids were growing.

Sandy is well on her way to getting her "baby fix", but says it will take awhile.  She seems to much more at home with all the snot and dirty hands than I am....as for me, they call me Babu......(grandfather).

Sandy is doing fine, but I have this upper respiritory problem and so stopped in the local clinic....mud hut...with medical stuff and educated people....they checked for malaria, Negative, and gave me a shot and sent me packin' with 2 different antibiotics.  They do know their stuff, and work under pretty dismal conditions.