
Some of the kids weren’t quite too sure about the face painting.




And the things you are willing to do to keep 3 and 4 yr old boys occupied while you wait.




We went to church Weds night in what is called the ghetto. There was lots of music, praying, dancing, singing, and crying out with passion to God. I don’t know if I have ever heard such fervent prayers. We didn’t know what they were saying but you could feel every emotion behind it. It was a missionary from Puerto Rico speaking that night and we were blessed to have it translated to english for us.
(Excuse some of the blurry pics. Hard to take pics in there)



The kids all lined up and danced in the front.


These boys were pretending to play the horn—and were quite good!

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