Little buddy at the tent hospital Ben visited.
Handsome husband and another little buddy at tent hospital. When kids see the camera, they REALLY want their picture taken, and they always want to see the image on the little screen.
On Sunday night, I really wanted to watch the Oscars. Call me shallow, but I really like the speeches, and the dresses, and the suspense of waiting for the winners. I asked around, but couldn't find anybody with a TV. So instead, Ben and I were sitting outside at sunset, when all of a sudden all the children of our Haitian workers who currently are staying on campus came over and started playing with us. It was an incredibly sweet little hour- far better than the Oscars:)
Ben and this little man played on the makeshift tetherball.
The kids at play
Trampoline was a big hit! It was tiny, and also mostly broken, so it was probably technically not very safe... but they absolutely loved it. I held their little hands to pull them high up in between bounces. I said the phrase "just one!" about a hundred times because they all wanted to jump at once.
Probably shouldn't be playing on this..... but they really loved pretending to lift weights:)
Dirty little shoes. Did I mention the leaves are falling here? Apparently our 80's weather is the trees' cue that it's the depths of winter:)
This little friend was in a terrible mood and was very mopey. A little love was in order.
The two littlest girls, Sarah (in the red shirt) and Larisa (in the pink) found these tiny chairs somewhere, and also somehow produced very dirty little baby dolls to sit in them.
Sarah and her baby. I wish she could have better.
Another development- the Army's rolling out. They started packing up this week and have completely deconstructed the huge tents on our soccer field in the last few days. We're excited to have some space back but very unsure about what their departure means for us as a campus. Pray about this if you have a moment.
Boys will be boys:) When the tents started coming down, the boys (including one very special 26-year-old boy in the white here) reclaimed their soccer field at lunch time.
A Quincy spotting! Remember our little friend with the broken femur who was so critically ill right after the quake? He came out of traction a week or so ago and was sitting around with a hard cast. Now he's up and moving! Praise God!