So, I realized that most of the pictures I've posted are of our big house, kids swimming, househelpers... while we are blessed with these many good things, there are also some tough things about living in Africa (just like everywhere, I suppose!). I never seem to have the camera, or think to take pictures in the middle of the tough things. Like the morning Samuel went outside right after breakfast and a few minutes later was screaming and screaming. I ran out and ripped his shirt off of him and his back and neck had a stream of pinching ants on them. I swiped and swiped with his shirt before the last one finally let go. He had a big welt and was in quite a bit of pain until I was able to put some Benadryl ointment on it. That day we learned from our friend who grew up in Africa, that the best thing to do is to just let them march through your yard and in a day or two they'll be gone.
Or the pictures of the giant cockroaches we've found around our house. Or the fact that the electricity goes off quite frequently in the evenings and we do dishes and baths by flashlight. Or how hard it is to try to find a church where we will be able to enjoy fellowship and the kids will not feel overwhelmed. Or how Ned has no friends his age in Entebbe and misses his friends (and his Uppa) so badly he will bury himself in a book for days at a time. Or how most of the friends we've made in Uganda are leaving. Or...
I'm not writing all of this for sympathy or to be dramatic, I just thought it'd be good for folks to know there's the good and the bad here, just like everywhere else. So, please don't stop praying for us!