Trip photos

Here are some pics...

 A little Silly Putty went a long way to entertain the kids at the passport office.

 Jack Fruit!!! Very sticky, hence the gloves. The fruit are the round parts you see with large seeds in the middle. I can best describe it as a slightly more rubbery version of a lychee.

 Say hello to my little friend.  This big guy roamed the property around where we were staying. There was always a cattle dog and a herdsman near by.

 That's Lake Victoria in the background. We hicked about a mile up from our guesthouse to get this view.

 Aisha learning her alphabet and how to read.

 Flavia got creative with the dominos.

 Hair finally getting long enough to play with.

 Kampala madness.

 Flavia taking pics of herself.

The orphanage. I was laughed at and lovingly reprimanded by the house mother for my shorts because they were above the knee. Later that day Aisha asked if she could wear shorts when she got to America too.

 The orphanage house mother, Mama Teddy. Let me tell you, this woman is a SAINT. She genuinely loves these children. Her heart is so big, and her patience equally so. We could tell that our girls really care about her.

 Gecko. Thankfully, not in my bed.

 Instead, in my husband's hand. Said they feel like sandpaper.

 "It's the metric system. They don't know what a quarter pounder is..."

 This was a school out on recess while we were waiting for our interview at the embassy. They were fascinated by our whiteness.

 Flavia singing in church. Aisha hating that she was brought onto the stage as well.

Aisha's father's house.

 Aisha's father. He is a very tall man, which explained why our 8 year old is wearing adult size 5 shoes.

 Flavia and her aunt. She lived with her for a while before coming to the orphanage.

 I couldn't help myself. This is Flavia's youngest half-brother. He too will be available for adoption soon.

 Rashid and Aisha's father approaching Flavia's old house. You can just make out Flavia's father in the doorway.

 Wait a second... is that...?

Why yes- it IS two men and a goat on a motorcycle! The goat was alive, and he was not happy.

 The outside of the orphanage. They are adding a second tier up top for more kids and more comfortable accomodations for the house mothers.

 Here are some of the kids still waiting for forever families. They are incredibly affectionate. When you show up, three or four will try to scramble into your arms, on your lap, cling to your legs, and show you how smart they are by counting to ten or singing you a song. They loved that we played games with them. These are just the youngest. There were about 8 older kids (ages 6-14) at school when we took this picture.

 This is Danny. I wanted to smuggle him home, but he has a family waiting for him in Tenessee. He was absolutely precious, and smiled and cuddled at you all day.

 Rashid and Joy. The caretakers of the orphanage, and our mentors and guides while we were away.

 More little angels...

 First plane ride!

 Poor thing. We had to be up at 2 am to get on the plane.

If you feel like you want to help these precious children out, the director of the orphanage is a man in Panama City Beach Florida. His name is Robert "Bob" Hayes. He has a website:
www.ugandamission.net/hayes  or you can email him at Bob@ugandamission.net
He is the US director of the Africa Christian Training Institute and runs the financial books for the orphanage.  We had the pleasure of meeting and breaking bread with him for a few days. He's a lovely southern gentleman with a HUGE heart for Africa. He goes there 4 times a year, and he is a former Presbyterian preacher by trade until the Lord called him to work with the orphanage.

I'll have a few more pictures and videos of the girls now that we are home coming soon.