This morning I ran outside in the POURING rain to grab a patio chair and drag it beneath the front doorway. I had a heavy bag of items ready to donate to a local charity that was coming by at any moment, and I didn't want to set the donations on the ground where they'd get wet. Just as I turned around to come back inside I heard it. "Clack!" Oh no! Fearing the worst I pushed down on the door lever. It didn't budge. Justin had inadvertently locked me out. The little stinker! Some anger, but mainly panic, arose in my heart. They could get to knives, start a fire, drown in the toilet... Who knew what they might do? Oh the thinks you can think when you've been reading Dr. Seuss all week! But they were just as worried as I was, and didn't move at all. It took about 6 minutes for my English and their Creole to meld in to something that made sense to Justin, at least enough to unlock the deadbolt. And that was the end of that fiasco. Thank God!

The boys enjoyed more new flavors today- oranges, lima beans with gravy, and Papa's fantabulous chicken soup. They also had watermelon and pineapple, but I am pretty sure they've had those before- once or twice anyway.

The poo-fest persists. Exactly 12 seconds after his bath Peter let loose. Darn, he smelled so sweet for those few seconds! I cleaned him up, but I should have waited. 5 minutes later another poo stank smacked us in the face. Foul. Very foul. I truly can not wait until these boys are healthy, or at least a little less explosive. It has been raining like CRAZY for 4 days straight, and there's no end in sight for another week, at least. So we've been pretty limited in our excursions. I'm also sick. Apparently, I can't even go two days in Haiti without pain in my lungs, a scratchy throat, and losing my voice. I thought surely I would escape this time, but no such luck- The fourth trip was just as the first, although I don't anticipate the chest pain lasting 3 months as it did the first time. Our A/C went out last Saturday. We hope it will be fixed tomorrow, but noone has called to confirm. I have a feeling getting rid of the dampness would help a lot. But God has used this pain in the butt for good, too. The boys sleep GREAT when it's damp and uncomfortable. We've learned that turning off the a/c in their room is a necessity, as soon as we have a choice.

Good night!