My other favorite moment was when the poor young man who had the daunting task of teaching the gospel lesson each night and he was right at the climax when my beautiful baby girl answered his question. You see he was pointing to a picture of Jesus and he asked if anyone knew who he was. Kaiya stood up and said "Yup. Him died. ...babble babble babble... then he rubbed my belly.... more babble... and my mommy!... (she turns at me and smiles)... much more babble...." At this point everyone is looking at me. I am busy fishing a leaf, a rock, and a twig out of the baby's mouth. The leader asked me if I could translate. Not wanting to say that all I got was: "Jesus died and he rubbed my belly" I lied and said I couldn't hear her.
The super fun week ended with our usual church carnival in which the magic balloon guy came again and did more magic balloon stuff. Now, you might be thinking: balloons? Lame! Well you know those little dogs people make? This guy could make one with a top-hat, a red coat and riding a bicycle. The first night he came he did this thing where he had a key and somehow took it apart to make a cross and a heart. Kaiya ended up with the heart and when I tucked her in that night she asked for the balloon and clutched it to her little chest. If I hadn't been too tired to blink I might have found the camera and captured it but alas, I barely escaped her room before slipping into a semi-coma for the night. Hope you're having a blast this summer!