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A little earlier this evening I was sitting here at my desk, skyping with Teddy Tschann, when I heard a little knock at my door. Usually that would be Father Greg, and he waits until I open the door. So when the door swung open I was a bit surprised, but it wasn't Father Greg. Out of nowhere my room was invaded my a random little kid, maybe 3 years old. He started running around, turning on and off the light, hiding in my closet, etc. It was really cute for just about two minutes. He can't really talk yet but can definitely make a lot of noise. While I was still skyping Teddy he was on my bed behind me jumping up and down haha it was actually pretty funny. Then he fell off the bed. Oops. No permanent damage. I had to tell Teddy I'd call him back later, I spent the next half hour chasing after this kid and trying to make sure he didn't get into too much trouble. He tried to open every single drawer, explore every closet nook and cranny, etc, in the entire house. He's the son of a woman who lives nearby, Jessica. She is Claudia's sister. She was over talking with Fr. and her son escaped the tv room where they had left him to watch cartoons. So I became babysitter. It was kind of fun but at the same time I kept thinking I have no idea how she could do that all the time.

Can you find him?

Today was a national holiday in Venezuela, no work, no school, nada. The first five or so people who I asked what the holiday was for didn't know or didn't care to explain, they had an attitude of who cares we don't have to do anything. Works for me. Turns out it's something to do with celebrating the indigenous people of Venezuela. I did no celebrating of indigenous people but it was nice to have a day of even less responsibility than I usually have. I hung out with the boys at the Casa de Hogar in the morning, we ate oranges and watched the replay of the Venezuela vs Argentina soccer game from last night. Venezuela won 1-0, huge upset, and the goal was awesome. A header off of a corner. Sweet. After lunch, Andreina, Junior and I went to Puerto Ordaz so I could buy some dress pants. I'm going to a wedding next week so I got a pair of nice black dress pants for the equivalent of $16. Some things are really cheap, others are more than double the price of what we pay in the US. I don't get it.