Tuesday 1 April, 2014--Panes and Pececillos--Mariposas en Mexico

Good morning from Tijuana!  We never ventured into the street today because it rained and everything was muddy.

We started the day with breakfast club.  We had about 78 for breakfast this morning.  Christian led the group in How Great is Our God and then they taught us the song in Spanish.  We will do that song again on Thursday.  I had the great honor of sharing Christ based on 2 Corinthians 5:17.  Christian and I brought butterfly scratch art projects for the children so that they could have their own butterflies to remind them of Christ's love and transforming redemption.

 Making pancakes

 And rice milk

After breakfast club, Christian played guitar and enjoyed time with Armando's kids, Pricila, Brayan and Edgar.  Chico and Miguel also joined in the fun.  I have some great videos of this, but am having some trouble uploading them to any of my social media, so stay tuned.  I will try again when we are stateside.

After breakfast club, Armando started making donuts.  He sells them himself, and he also gives them to the neighborhood families to sell to earn some money to sustain themselves.  Armando is a baker who apprenticed as a boy when he lived in Leon.  He is happy to be baking again and the joy it brings him shines in his cheerful singing and busy movements.  Armando is one of the hardest working men I have ever met and his heart is solid gold.

Measuring doughnut flour.

He prays humbly over the project.

Making a "volcano", as Megan calls it

Pouring water into the volcano.  He doesn't even need to mix the dough in a bowl.  Mad skill!

I cannot find my photo of the doughnuts on trays covering the long tables, covered in cinnamon sugar.  You will have to take my word for it:  Armando makes DELICIOUS doughnuts.

 Eliana's first selfie.  She has so much fun with her primo!

 It was a busy day, especially for this man who cooked for breakfast club, cleaned up, made doughnuts, tried out his new commercial oven, made us supper, sold doughnuts, checked up on shoes sales, ran some errands, and rocked his baby girl to sleep.  Good night; or, as Brayan mistakenly said as he headed to bed, "Good morning!"