No trip to Africa is complete without the proper baptism back into local society.
Meet baby Denise and her big sister Patience. Patience asked me to hold Denise while she went to get some fresh cloth for her diaper, and I thought, okay. I know the deal. I can outsmart this baby -- just keep her arm's length and let her air herself out. I am happy to see to Patience coming back my way, and just as I reposition Denise to hand her back to her sister (you know what's about to happen...) BAM! I lift up the baby and see a lovely dark spot spreading on my pants. How do they always know?!? It's so crazy. Haha. Anyway, we clean up Denise and I continue to play with her on my lap. How foolishly optimistic I was because she proceeded to pee on me again, not 5 minutes later. But how could I be mad? I wasn't in the least. Look at that face. =) You know what the messed up thing is though? I was thinking, somewhere out there, R Kelly is feeling really jealous right now. Hahaha. Did I really go there? Yup. I just did.
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