Giraffes

Today I did something that I never thought I would do, I felt the inside of a giraffe's mouth. We actually paid money to have giraffes come over and slime us. After you got used to an enormous, sticky tongue wrapped around your hand, it was quite enjoyable. You have to be careful though, apparently giraffes like to head-butt. At first we were cautious, standing back and throwing food at the poor animals hoping that one might land into their mouths when they came close, but after awhile we became old pros and fed the large beasts from our hands. The only thing that all of us decided against was letting the giraffe take food from our teeth (I'm sorry to report that I think we were the only ones that decided against it). Everything went well, no unfortunate head-butting injuries, the giraffes actually were in good moods and seemed to like us (a lot). The kids LOVED it and Sam and Nattie were so upset when we had to leave. Sam said he wanted to live with the giraffes, but after much consideration Tom and I decided against it, and a very disappointed Sam came home with us.

There is a pillow here, that I'm pretty sure at one point was the rock that Jacob used when he dreamed about the ladder coming down from heaven. This pillow was unfortunately mine the first night, but the next morning I passed it along. It has been slowly making its way through every member of the family. It's almost my turn again in the pillow rotation so I'm hoping to leave before it gets back to me. That, and the fan in our room sounds like a horse trotting along on a cobblestone street, I have actually had a lot of dreams about horses this week. Nairobi has been fun, but I am ready to get back to fluffy pillows and quiet fans.