feeling accomplished, pasos, and hoping I haven't developed some kind of lactose allergy

Today was a pretty good day I'd say.  I felt really accomplished at work because I was left alone in charge of the 2 year olds while their main teacher was at the doctor.  I had them to myself for close to 2 hours.  And it went pretty well.  There were melt downs and the usual she took my toy he hit me kind of things to deal with and this one girl that only seems to want to communicate in gestures or really mostly screeching and crying.  That was kind of trying and I did have to send her out of the room once because I couldn't take it.  But I gave them breakfast and had them play with and then clean up multiple things and we even read a couple of books and I managed to do a passable version of their very story about the dirty duck.  I was feeling pretty good.  Then I helped feed the babies because that teacher was gone today so we were down a hand since the afternoon lady is the one that covered for her.  And the two that I fed were the two that used to give me the most trouble when I started and today they ate fine for me.  So they have gotten used to me and might even like me.  Which makes me happy.  These kids are just so darn cute.  So even though they drive me crazy and I am soooo tired at the end of every day, I really am happy with the experience and am glad I got to know these adorable booger monsters.  And this afternoon it was just me and Fernando and Jaime chillin while watching a movie like they usually do in the afternoon.  But every day this week has been the same episode of teletubbies that they've been watching since I started weeks ago.  I'm so sick of it.  But today when I turned the tv on the little mermaid was already in there and I was not about to change it.  It was a very good change.  At least for me.  I don't think the little boys cared.  They just wanted out of their chairs to get down and run around but they had to sit there and listen to me say oh look at the fish or see the that crab and stuff like.  Lucky them.  So it was a good day at work.  Only 3 days left.  I'm  just sad realizing that I might have already seen some of the kids for the last time without even knowing it because I honestly don't know how many will show up next week.  But maybe if there's not a lot of kids I'll get to go early?  Wishful thinking probably, but a girl can dream.

On to the next topic...pasos.  I got some fabulous froyo after work today as treat for the end of the week but then I can back to the house and had a sandwich for my real lunch.  I was going to go to the park or a museum or something but I was really tired and once I sit down on my bed it's just hard to get moving again.  But I did eventually get up because as I was looking through the semana santa programs I saw that there were several churches that were supposed to be open this afternoon so that people could come and see the pasos.  And upon looking up some of the churches I realized that one was close to where I work.  So I decided to go out and at least be able to say I did something.  So I walked in the direction I knew the church to be, all though when it came time to deviate from my route to work, as in turning left instead of right, I quickly came to a point where the street branched off into two different streets and I had no idea which one I was supposed to be on so I chose to walk toward what looked like it might be a church.  And it was, I don't know if it was the one I had set out to find, but it was a church and I got to see five different pasos, two with mary and three with jesus.  And one of them was the last supper scene which is one of the big deal pasos so that was pretty cool.  Then on my way back I noticed that one of the other churches I pass on my way to work every day was actually open for once so I went in just on the off chance that they might have pasos up as well.  Well they did and the church is named for saint john so their mary paso had saint john on it as well which was pretty cool.  After that I had wanted to go to the story to get some water to get me through this last week and maybe some crackers or something, but it was raining so I didn't feel like doing any more walking than necessary.  I didn't have my umbrella with me because it literally started raining like basically as soon as I stepped outside the house.  Perfect timing.  And I didn't want to go back in at that point so I just kind of hoped that it wouldn't get any heavier than the light drizzle that had started.  There were supposed to be some minor processions today, but I doubt they actually had them because the rain started at just about the time they should have been leaving their churches.  Bummer.  I'm seriously going to be so upset if any of the processions get cancelled due to the weather.  Like especially the overnight ones during the very early morning of good friday.  I'll be crushed.  But there's a chance of rain in the forecast almost every day next week.  So pray that that changes and that it got it all out of the way tonight and it can rain tomorrow too if it wants.  But come sunday we need eight days without precipitation.  And I'm pretty sure we just had like 80 days without precipitation so why it felt the need to start now I have no idea.  Ugh.  Still hoping for the best though.

I really wish I had gone to get the water and crackers.  Because once I got back to the house my stomach started giving me all kinds of trouble and I was experiencing some serious discomfort.  It's doing better now, but all I could think was the only weird thing I ate was the frozen yogurt.  I certainly shouldn't have a problem with peanut butter sandwiches.  I've been eating those every day since I've been here almost.  But I definitely had this same frozen yogurt on sunday and I didn't have any of this trouble so maybe it's just some viral thing, a gift from the booger monsters I work with.  My congestedness and just general grossness had gotten a lot better but the last couple of days it has gotten worse so maybe this is the climax of some new bug.  Who knows.  I just hope it goes away soon.  It just got me worried about my return to dairy products.  I mean I went from eating milk and cheese all the time to the only regular consumption of anything dairy related being the butter on my toast in the morning.  I mean we have cheese pizza once in a while or use parmesan cheese on our pasta but that's about it.   And I've long since given up on the milk here.  It just weirds me out how it's not refrigerated in the stores and then they leave it out for a really long time here.  I don't know.  It's just weird.  So I don't know how my body's going to readjust to the dairy all the time thing.  But it will just have to get used to it.  Because I am going to be so excited to drink a big glass of cold milk when I get home.

Well that's more than enough random rambling for now.  Here's some pictures of the pasos I saw as a reward for those of you that actually read this far.