Randomocity

A few random tidbits for you…

I finally got a picture of a refrigerator on the back of a boda boda. Not the best quality of photo, but you can get the idea.


Taken through a dirty windshield... so sorry for the quality

Other recent boda sitings… a full size windshield, a gigantic plate of glass, a boda on the back of a boda, and a twin size wooden bed frame strapped down vertically.

Another funny moment… When you enter a major shopping center here the car must be searched by security. They usually put a mirror underneath it, open the glove box and the trunk. The other day, the guard opened the trunk of the car in front of me (a Mercedes Sedan) and a goat popped out. Seriously, a live goat! The funny thing was no one seemed to think it was strange but me. The guard just shoved its head back down and closed it up. Unfortunately, I did not get my camera out in time.

And it’s only taken 8 months, but Mercy finally got up enough courage today to play on the ride-on toys in front of one of our favorite ice cream places. She’s always been interested in them, but would not go near them or touch them. A couple of weeks ago I got her to touch one of them and sit very briefly. Today, she sat inside both of them and played around, laughing the whole time. Maybe someday she’ll be brave enough for me to put the money in and actually have it move. Baby steps!

And last week, the house girls told me that I should get Mercy’s hair “hot combed” or blow-dried. So I took her to the salon to get it done. This was her first time in a real salon, as usually, the lady who braids it comes to our house. We went with the blow dry, and let’s just say that Mercy did not like it. I held her and tried to talk her through it. I was trying to distract her with her reflection in the mirror and I told her that she looked very pretty, but she ignored me… very loudly. I offered her a sucker, but she refused it. When it was over, and thank goodness it didn’t take too long, I paid the bill ($2). As we walked out, Mercy turned into the mirror, patted her now very fluffy hair, and said “I pretty” while grabbing the sucker from my hand and popping into her mouth. Oh my! Here’s a picture of the hair post-blow dry. But this poofy hair did not last long. Within 24 hours it was kinked back up and I think the blow drying broke it off some, as she has new fuzzy pieces. I don’t think we’ll do that again anytime soon.

And please continue to pray for us.  I've made a bit of progress in recent days and we hope that it will continue and that this could be a sign of an end in sight.