Since I arrived, Jeromie has nicknamed David "Boo Boo." David seems to like his new nickname, and we all use it now. The kid cracks me up in his walker because the stupid "stoppers" (as I call them) always get caught when going to the floor onto the carpets. When he gets stuck, rather than crying and getting frustrated like most babies, Boo Boo sits and sucks his thumb. It happens often, so I guess he knows eventually someone will come to his rescue.
Boo Boo always fights going to bed every night. Sometimes when I hold him, I'll rock him to sleep. BUT, just when his eyes start rolling back and getting heavy, he'll quickly sit up as if to say, "What'd I miss? What'd I miss?" That will happen about 5 or 6 times before he finally falls asleep while sucking his thumb.
Boo Boo can pull himself up and sit up, but his "attempting" to crawl could use some work. He'll be on his stomach and lift all his limbs in the air, as if he is about to fly or swim in the air-lol. In the past week, he's finally figured out the crawling bit and that he's gotta work at it to actually get anywhere or to reach that toy he wants so badly that is out of his grasp.
While working at the orphanage yesterday, I was working on the computer when something caught the corner of my eye. I looked up and a big rat had entered the living room and went behind the bookshelves. Ugh! I asked Solange about it, and she said that there were "beaucoup" rats, which means that there are a lot. I hadn't encountered any in the 2 weeks I had been there prior, so I was not at all happy to see that the children are living in a rat infested house. I'm thinking I may see if I can find some rat poison here and donate it for them to use. There's no sense in the kids being exposed to filthy rats
I played football (soccer) with the kids yesterday also. It was so much fun, and I had a good time making the kids laugh by acting goofy. Mostly all the kids played barefooted and one or two played with flipflops on. Unfortunately, there is not much room to play in the yard, but we made the most of it. At one time, Melanie was goalie and I was chuckling to myself watching her dancing and making faces while everyone was preoccupied with trying to get the soccer ball.
On the way home from the orphanage in a taxi, it stopped and picked up a lady with a baby and 2 little girls. The girls were probably about 3 and 4 years old. When the girls saw me sitting in the front seat, they waved immediately and greeted me. While riding along, the 3 year old had her chin propped on my seat staring at me. After riding a few minutes, all of a sudden I felt this little index finger poking the side of my neck. It was as if she was checking to see if I was real or not-lol. It was too funny.
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