the bunnies are waiting & life goes on

benny in momma's glasses (hannah on the floor)

before we left the compound Friday evening in Uganda, we carefully packed away the boys' bunnies and blankets for safe keeping.  They love those bunnies (and it seems the feeling is mutual).  slept holding them tightly every night.  carried them around in the morning while sleepiness was still strong in the air.  beat them up.  gave them repeated "fist pounds" -while shouting "bonga"- took them on rides on the trikes.  gave them loud kisses "mmmwah!"  beat daddy with them.  the bunnies have a lot of good memories to hold them over during the long wait in the dark of the box in the closet.  they are being stored in a former water bottle box until their owners return. (see below) it wasn't safe to send them "home" with the boys since they would most certainly be ruined and nasty in a matter of days.  that's the thing about stuffed toys, they are always ready when you are.  they'll be ready when we get back.  then they'll hear Jonny's voice say "Quata, Benny, dolly!"  (Benny take your bunny.)  Being the older brother he likes to distribute things to the younger and acts very impatient when Benny is not quick enough to respond or isn't paying attention to him. :)

bunnies heading for storage

work was brutal yesterday.  plain and simple it was just hard to be functioning at any capacity, but we managed.  The Bruins won game 5.  That was the highlight of the day, I suppose.

Send peace and caffeine filled thoughts our way