More specifically speaking, Monday morning, the 18th, we all went mango hunting around the house fields. I provided the music with my portable speakers and iPod and spent some quality time with a few of my girls who I don't get the chance to talk with very often. That night I was locked in the room by the interim encargada when she left for the soccer tournament which really caught me off guard. Usually my encargadas ask me before locking the door and I had been waiting on the rest of my girls to leave when suddenly the door was shut. I don't like being locked in. That was not a fun experience. Eventually the keys returned and I was able to make my escape.
Monday was also fumigation day so the girls had to move all their stuff out of their lockers in order to be sprayed. This is Luz hanging out on top of her pile.
Tuesday night I had a lot of fun playing with the Chicos section down by the multi-canchas and two of them fell asleep on my lap. Teresa helped me carry them to bed.
Thursday I played soccer barefoot in the multicanchas and came out with some decent injuries to my feet. I've finally learned my lesson and I won't try to play barefoot again! It was also Holy Thursday so the Cuernavaca kids came to spend the next couple of days with us and we all celebrated mass together that afternoon.
Friday, mass was in the morning. We also had a special treat of popsicles in the patio before dinner. They were all different fruit flavors with actual chunks of fruit in them. Quite delicious! After dinner, the house showed Mel Gibson's Passion in the chapel complete with individual bags of chicharrones and agua fresca for each kid Grandes B and up. The younger ones watched a different movie in Kinder.
Elena and Tatiana enjoying their popsicles.
Natty, one of the girls from Medianas, and I hanging out in the patio after popsicles.
Saturday morning began with a huge water fight that consumed the whole house. This is an NPH tradition which comes from the Mexico tradition of remembering our baptism on Holy Saturday. NPH has transformed a usually simple water ritual into an all out war where it's every man for himself. You grab whatever you can find to hold water and attack any and everyone. It was a pretty good time and very refreshing. No pictures though. I was too worried for my camera.
Each section was also given a bucket of hard boiled eggs to paint which the staff then hid that night. The girls really got into it and it was interesting to me to see their different styles. Hiding the eggs that night was also fun, but a little difficult given it was pitch black out. Dan and I were paired up to cover the multicanchas area. We tried our best to be creative and actually hide the eggs given the sparse terrain. You can imagine our surprise when we rejoined the group only to find that "hiding" eggs in the NPH tradition often meant just setting them out in the open, spaced a few feet apart. :-D Oh well. It was fun trying to be creative with hiding spots and flashlights.
Martha taking her time with her egg. This one was one of my favorites. She made a dark blue web design over the egg and then filled in the spots with green. Portrait of Father Wasson in the background.
Our section's bucket of eggs. How beautiful!
All of the girls hard at work. This brought back a lot of good memories of Easters past.
My egg partner Dan climbing a tree to hide more eggs. It was funny how different everything looked at night compared to the next morning. I couldn't remember which tree this was to check to see if the eggs had been found!
