Wed, it was time to get our hands dirty!

 



Goofy boys at dinner


and my gosh the history of these buildings!!!


This reminded me of Debby Lane!!


We worked hard!!!


and we cherished every single second!!


there was a little paint war... Jackson and T both lost when they found out that the paint... mooooost likely wasn't coming out without a haircut (spoiler alert, they got lucky!!)









Jesus was EVERYWHERE!!!




Our crew!



Natalie and Wyatt sponsored the first family and they did interview and explained the best they could that they would be writing to him and why (They don't understand sponsorship over there... it doesn't make sense when you have NOTHING and they don't want them to feel like we feel sorry for them)



Wyatt loved his new "brother"



Not bad ... in the beginning it was a hot mess but they did their best!


SO PROUD OF OUR CREW.. and what a gift this was!!!

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