Sandwiches for Everybody!

Yesterday was our big day! We asked our translator if Sunday would be a good day to stop at the store and get bread for sandwiches. He said it was since the kids don't have school, so everyone will be there. So we stopped at a small grocery store on the side of the road. When we got out of the vehicle to go in, I noticed the store's security guard was coming out with a shotgun in his hand...oh my! (I was hoping that wasn't because of us! Guessing it was not since there was also a security guard inside the store with a shotgun.)

As I had been told by friends that had traveled previously the store was pretty Americanized and set up similar to how our grocery stores. It reminded me of a slightly smaller scale from Roy's Market in New Auburn. We left the store with 12 loaves of break for our peanut butter sandwiches. We climbed back in the vehicle and we were off to the orphanage again. Lots of people were out in their Sunday best heading to church with bibles in their hands. We passed one church that had their doors open and I could see a full room worshiping. We've been told that the two main religions in Haiti are Methodist and Voodoo.

When we arrived at the orphanage a lot of the kids were eating what I assume was breakfast since it was still mid morning. We stacked the bread in the kitchen for storage until we were ready to make it later in the day. We went in to get T and we were greeted with hugs and we both received a kiss on the cheek. This was a new greeting for us. We'll take whatever we can get!

We headed upstairs and cracked open a 4-pack of puzzles, which the kids dove right into. T and Shawn worked on one with fierce concentration. Misty (the other mama on their bonding trip) played Toby Mac on her phone so we were singing and some of the kids were showing off their dance moves a bit. It is fun to watch them let loose a little.

When it was time for us to make the sandwiches our translator came up and got us. We trucked down the kitchen on the first floor and started making sandwiches in batches based on rooms. The little kids got a half sandwich and the big kids and staff got a whole one. Misty, David, Shawn and I took turns making sandwiches and holding our kiddos. T had fun sitting on the counter next to me and I think she felt special when Papa gave her a plastic knife of her own to wield. She kept pretending to stick it in the jar of peanut butter to add more to her own sandwich. It was nice to see the kids enjoying the extra meal. What amazing perspective this trip is giving me. Something so simple as a peanut butter sandwich is looked at as such a treat.