The "Suckiest" Blog Post Ever

In my daily talk I refrain from using the word, "suck," but after you read this, I'm sure you'll understand just why this post is so "suckie."

For ministry on Wednesdays I got a chance to work in the Kijabe Dental Clinic. I so enjoyed this and really tried to capture it all in my mind because I knew I would not get such a hand's on experience here in the U.S. I got to help with extractions, cleanings, cavity fillings, and whatever else was needed. In the picture below I was helping Dr. Rich fill a cavity of another American man. My job at this point was to man the spit sucker and, well...suck the spit. All was well until I saw his mouth was getting a little dry. So naturally, I took the spit sucker out, and just held on to it. Now, I'm not really sure why, maybe I was focusing on trying to take in the experience a little to much, but you see that man's nicely combed, gray hair?...I SUCKED IT UP!

I was so embarrassed, but thought maybe neither of them noticed, so I kept my cool, and continued on with my job. Again, everything was going great, I think I even forgot about my spit sucking mishap. But then again, maybe I shouldn't have forgotten, because I did it AGAIN! Yes, I sucked up the nice man's hair TWICE with the spit sucker! And to make matters even worse (if possible), I tried to quickly apologize and said, "Pole," which is the Swahili word for, "sorry." Not usually a problem when you are in Kenya, but it is a little awkward when you say it in a room with two other Americans who don't speak much Swahili. I seriously just wanted to run out of the room and not come back...mainly because I wanted to laugh so badly but had to hold it in.

So yes, this is my "suckiest" blog post ever! Agree?
Well if not, I've got one thing to say to you,
SUCK IT UP!




Hakuna Matata

"Once Upon A Time..."

silence

"Long, long, ago..."

still nothing

"In a land far, far, away..."

there it is, it's music to my ears...


What is this beautiful sound you may find yourself asking?

Why it's nothing short of my sweet niece Alaina peeing in the potty.

Yes, as soon as her tush hits the seat, we hear,
"Tell me a story."

Usually I go in the above format you just read.

I start with,
"Once upon a time..."
if there is nothing I move to,
"Long, long, ago..."
still nothing?
"In a land far, far, away."

There must be magic in those words because it works just about every time.

Since I have moved in and taken the nanny roll,
she is no longer in search of a typical, "princess get's saved by knight on horse," kind of story. No sir, instead I hear,
"Tell me an African story."

I think this really is helping my creative mind, you know, coming up with a couple of interesting, potty pleasing stories each day, I should say thank you to the little dear for keeping my imagination going.

Maybe some day I will, but for now I'll keep it at,
"And they lived happily ever after.
THE END."

(Kai & Alaina all dressed up in their presents I brought them from Kenya the night I came home)




Hakuna Matata

"Howa you?"

Yes, "Howa you?"
That is how the kids at our school in Kenya said, "How are you?"
So cute.
We of course had a lesson on how to say it correctly,
but it was cute for the time they said it wrong.
=)


They also would say, "owa," for "our."
"This is owa school,"
they would say. =)


Most of them also think the word,
"years," is "ears."
So they say,
"I am 8 ears old."
or
"How many ears do you have?"
Once time my friend, Angie, answered 2.
=)
That was a funny conversation.


Megan was the other teacher in the classroom
& she had a birthday while we were there.
One day while she was gone I had them write her birthday cards.
I showed them how to sign it,
"Love, 'Kevin,'"
or
"Love, 'Esther.'"
But instead they wrote,
"I love Kevin,'"
or
"I love Esther.'"
Adorable.

The boys are John, Stanly, & Joel.
(They clearly were fans of stickers)
Oh how I love & miss those faces!

Hukuna Matata