Happenings

Whoa. A lot is going on right now.

• First and most exciting is a new addition to the Thompson Family. Click here.
• We are part of a staff retreat at Refugio Solte (the "project") this week and although we are having meetings and stuff I don't really feel retreated because we opted for coming home at night , for various reasons, and I still have to do laundry and house cleaning, and blogs and stuff. I'm enjoying time team building with our new staff though! God has put together a great team here to continue carrying on this little corner of His plan for His kingdom.
• The Walters, part of that new team I am talking about, arrived two weeks ago and it has been a crazy ride for us all ever since. They all decided they loved our internet and have adopted our home as their office/internet cafe. = )
• Speaking of internet cafe. We are opening one. In TWO weeks. Right around the corner from our house. We are excited but have a lot left to do to get it ready.
• I still have to put together a good kitchen staff for this year. Mulling over that one.
• Luka's last amoeba dose will be in about 48 minutes. I pray those pesky things go away. My poor baby is almost back to being himself again...except I think he is teething something fierce too.
• Pictures you have to look forward to: Our first whale sighting. An impromptu rescuing of two sea turtles that were sure to die. Luka licking his plate clean. And maybe some lagniappe.
  

Instead of sleeping, as I should be doing, I am typing this post and so now I bid you adieu with a wink and a smile.

On the mend

Well, trying to help Luka get better on Monday was a waste. I noticed he seemed to be in more pain than ever and more clingy than ever. I decided to call (at Jason's smart suggestion) our loved Honduran family friend, who so happens to be a Gastrointerologist (or however you spell it because the red underline is insisting that my spelling is wrong but does not offer the correct spelling so pththththt to that) who promtly informed me that what Luka has are not worms but rather amoebas. Funny because when I saw the name of what the lab doctor found, I thought the same thing due to the fact that the word amoebas was in the name of the diagnosis. Imagine that. But no. They said it was a common parasite and prescribed common medicine that did nothing. So our dear Dr. Rogelio set us straight and on our way back to the pharmacy with the name of an appropriate medicine. Imagine my not-surprised (but pleased) state when in a matter of 30 minutes my boy was back to being his sweet, happy-go-lucky crawling smiling exploring self again. Praise God! He looks and seems so much better, and to be honest so do I because I was worn out and now I'm not and we are all the happier for it. The end of that.

He got the biggest kick out of himself making these faces at Jason. He discovered that squinting can be fun and makes him look cute.

The misplaced food on the other hand screams "I'm a mess!"

verdict

Luka has worms. = ( Not long ago someone told me about a friend of theirs who "de-wormed" their kids every summer and laughed for a good while about how funny that sounds. Well. The joke is on me.

Poor little buddy. The hero of the day is my mom, Luka's Moma, who after hearing my description of the symptoms we all thought was teething, suggested that it might be parasites. If not for that I might have not taken him to the lab and would not have known he was suffering beyond hurting gums. Thank you Momaaaa! You should know after raising five wild dirt eating kids in the tropics. = )

Fall in lurv...

...with this sweet boy. How could you not? Ah the Wee one. How he has changed! He crawls anywhere, gets into anything, puts all things, pleasant or not, into his mouth, and delights our hearts. The last few days have been challenging though. It seems our fidgety bundle of joy is teething again (he has four teeth now, three of which have come in just this month, poor little tyke) and he has not been his easygoing self of late. In fact, he has been very clingy, fussy, undecided as to what he really wants (read: up, down, thirsty, not, wants this, maybe later, points to that, never mind) and to keep this post honest, I'm a bit worn out. Imagine this: the cutest little thing ever tugging, scratching, yanking, poking, head butting, pulling, pushing and generally clinging to you all day long. Pretty maddening, let me write you. But we are hanging in there, because we have to and because we love to. = ) I'm taking him to the doctor tomorrow just in case it might be something other than teething. I'll keep you posted!

Splash splash

What?

I smilingly swear to be cute forever and for all times.

bpbpbpbpbpbp!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIO MARK!!! WE LOVE YOU AND LOVED TALKING TO YOU TODAY!

...after

Wow. I have kept you in suspense these last three days haven't I? Life has been busy lately as we are preparing for yet another busy year, but I'll explain more about that in a little bit. Here is Luka's "after" look. We faux hawk it sometimes just for fun, but not all of the time. Jason is happy. I think his original desire to have a son was based on wanting to one day faux hawk his baby's hair. Now that we are parents, he has different inspirations to be a papa, but he is enjoying carrying out his first plan, much to the chagrin of his dad, Mr. Randall.


Why we are busy: On Thursday, two girls are coming to carry out an internship for several months and we are setting up an apartment for them to stay in. Many of you know, maybe some of you do not, that we are opening (soon!) an internet cafe in our little community. We don't have the necessary funds yet to go all out on all of the services we would like to offer, so for now, to make ends meet, we will be renting the upper floor of the cafe to the interns. The space was not nearly finished, construction wise, and Jason has been doing an amazing job at spiffing it up. I have been taking before and after pictures of that as well and will be posting them when it's finished. We are excited as the place is turning out very nice. Woopyyy!

And I , within a very short amount of time have to put together an incredible kitchen staff for the rest of the year. Nyang, nyang (biting nails). Pray for me.

My little coconut head