Niko speaks

Actually he talks w/o stopping...here are several recent comments:
-I like sharks now Mama!!! And I like onions.
-I am a pet dragon. I don't have fire coming out of my mouth because I am a nice dragon so you can pet me...I won't put fire on you.
-(While I cut bamboo for the chicken coop.) I can cut bamboo with a saw Mama. Is that amazed (amazing) Mama? (Clearly here he hasn't figured out that he's not me yet : )
-Can you ask the people to stop calling out blan blan blan? (If only that worked !!!!!)

From the big sister
-while getting a ride into Cap today from a student (at her school) and his Mom and their driver in their immaculate Prado, Gabriela leans in and whispers in my ear: "Are these people from Spanish? Because their car smells bad!" (The folks are the same colour as Gabriela and were speaking Creole the whole time ????)

- I only like Barbie. I don't like my black Barbie, and I don't like Aboriginals!

When Gabriela came to join our family, we gave out (with your help) trees in the community. Our neighbour, Ambroise, planted his trees behind his father's house. When I went to visit the trees a year later, I met the father, Bos Jean. Meeting him, I remember thinking "that guy isn't going to be around much longer!". Here he is 5 years later still walking, talking and reflecting on his own. Bos Jean told us he was born in 1911...we fell over! He is 101 and not falling over. A part of the land where (Gabriela's) trees are planted is now for sale. It's beautiful Artibonite land! I so want it.

Too sweet, two strong kids!

Niko and Archille painting the chicken coop. In the next scene, Niko had anti-rust paint on his face!!!

Madame Jean, her newest grandson, and Niko