Since yesterday was Tuesday, I had the first block off, so I utilized the time by crossing the border to run some errands and then sorting through Aunt Lila’s Oaxaca & Tecate pictures, which I posted on Facebook later today.
Once it was time to have kiddos, Daniela and Abril played great together to start and then when they got tired they napped together. If I have the two of them, I stick to a routine: Danielita can fall asleep really fast without me holding her and she sleeps like a rock (nothing can really wake her up), so I just give her a bottle and lay her down and she’ll drink it herself—then I rub her head and she falls asleep in minutes; Abril, on the other hand, is a very sensitive sleeper—I have to rock her to sleep in my arms and then it takes two or three tries before I can actually put her down to where she won’t wake up. Neither of them cried the whole time—that’s a first for two babies at once so far.
*Oh, while it’s still on my mind. There’s this guy named Jehú—I’m pretty certain he’s got the hots for me. It pretty much makes me uncomfortable, especially because he happens to be the most arrogant, full-of-himself (but doesn’t have much reason to be) guy here. He’s known at the Institute for being what would best be described in Layman’s terms as a “cocky geek”. Anyway, he says hi to me whenever he sees me, I always catch out of the corner of my eye staring at me, and I wouldn’t think anything of these cues, except he’s the type that’s so self-absorbed that he typically wouldn’t pay any attention or go out of his way to greet other people.
I think I just really need God to teach me to see Him how He does—I can’t be irritated by someone I’m supposed to love as a brother in Christ.
He asked me to teach him how to read music, so I did that last Thursday before church and this morning before breakfast, and he wants to schedule another lesson. I don’t know how to play piano well, so it’s hard to teach him (he’s the keyboardist on the worship team).*
**There’s a talent show this Friday night and I’m supposed to sing a duet with Keila and a duet with Leti (they both asked me). With Keila, I’m singing a song by Spanish Christian Pop singer Marcela Gandara (I LOVE her voice and Keila gave me a copy of one of her albums); with Leti (who speaks pretty good English) we’re singing a song from church that I’ve never heard—I’m singing it in Spanish and she’s singing it in English. One problem, Leti is tone deaf and no one has told her. I’m not going to tell her. I’ll sing with her because it’s the loving thing to do (Aunt Lila said the students don’t mind—most of the talent show gigs will be off-key or not work out); I just feel bad that she doesn’t know.**
At 3:30 I watched Beteli and Keila’s brother, David. Beteli and David are both 3 and play well together (and by play well I mean Beteli bosses David around, and David obeys). I wasn’t supposed to have Nohemí & Grete, their parents called saying the girls were throwing up, but they brought them half way through anyway. That had me nervous—didn’t want the other two kids getting sick; turned out it wasn’t contagious.
We crossed the border last night to get beans and pick up Mr. J from the mission (who’s basically Brandon McRee in 35 years, but more interested in Linguistics and Philosophy and less interested in technology) to bring him here because he teaches here at the BI.
***We can only cross over to Mexico with so many bags of beans at a time otherwise we can go to Mexico jail after a certain amount of times getting written up. Uncle Kent and Aunt Lila have been written up once so far.***
Last night, Joka, Chely, and I played around with stuffed animals—we were rolling on the floor laughing from our goofiness. I taught them the camp song “There Was a Great Big Moose” and acted it out with Chelita’s moose stuffed animal, then I interpreted the song, and then I sang it in English and animated the Moose stuffed animal while Joka sang the translation in Spanish. It was hilarious! Oh and we made a bear family out of our stuffed animals and took pictures; and I acted out a mini soap opera with the bears. Yep, I’m 18.
Anyway, it was funny.
P.s. Didn’t have Fiesta de Frijol this morning because I was on time for ever meal the past two weeks. :)
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