I'm going to try posting via email, so here goes:

Pray is laying in his gari tent (where he has slept every night since
moving--yay!!) trying to say, "Mama's blogging." That last word is hard!

Some of you have seen on my facebook about Pray's eye. We had an
appointment with Dr. Matthews on Friday (he only has clinic on Mon/
Fri), but after I emailed him a picture of the eye, he texted late
Tuesday night to advise me not to wait until Friday. We went this
afternoon (Wednesday) and saw a different American pediatrician. Dr.
Matthews was in a meeting, but came in at the end. Thankfully, they
said it's not a foreign object. Right now, we're treating it as an
infection with eye drops for five days. If it's not better in one
week, we will go to the opthamologist in town (who knew!). They said
there's a chance it's a condition found in sub-Saharan Africa caused
by dirt/dust where scar tissue builds on the eye, but that normally
starts in the corner of the eye. If it's that, there is nothing we can
do until it affects his vision. Please pray it's just an infection.
Pray is good about the eye drops, but still has pain.

The new house is going well--finally. We're going to Moshi to order
beds on Thursday (I'll probably post this after we go), so we will
continue to sleep on our new mattresses on the floor until the beds
are ready. Pray loves having all the room outside to play. The guard
loves to play soccer with him and we finally bought a regular sized
ball. I have to make sure Pray wears his tennis shoes (thanks, James!)
because he gets upset when the gravel gets in his crocs. I've figured
out I can get him to wear any of his clothes if I say it is from
Bibi. :) :) This seems to be backfiring lately...just tonight, he
informed me he was going to America to see Bibi and I had to wait in
Tanzania. Thanks! I don't know what's worse, staying in TZ while he
goes to America or being a donkey and sleeping outside as he told me
last week.

His new phrases include:
No thank you, Mama
Usisema chicken butt. (That's "don't say chicken butt" as I tell him
all the time)
Not today, Mama. (also, Talk not today)
Talk Bibi!
I am three! (Not a pro at that yet. Bibi asked him how he was and he
said, "I am three!")
Pray James!
No light. (We've been without power most hours here at the new house)
Where is...
It is hot, Mama?
Guess what? I looove you!
Open please.
You are my sunshine...
Hug for me/you!
My key.
You're going to fall. (all as one word!)
Mama's Cokey (Mama needs a Coke when someone wakes up at 6:30am!!)
Banana pancakes
Tee-tap (Q tip...don't worry, he doesn't get to use them!)

Adoption wise, we should be having our home visit next week! Of
course, TIA, so prayers are welcome. :) I'm SO happy to announce that
Suzanne will be in Uganda to bring Josie Love HOME this time next
week. I can't wait for Pray, Josie, Joseph, and Daisy to sing and
dance together on Sunday mornings. :)

Update 11/7:
-Pray's eye is healing wonderfully! Thank you, Dr. Matthews and Dr.
Megan!
-Neema got her hair done today! SO cute. Tomorrow is her birthday and
we're having cake at Blue Heron.
-Our new guards arrived from the bush. Hardcore bushmen. They speak
very little Swahili and absolutely no English, so it's an adventure.
-Pray got to video skype with Bibi and Alena yesterday. He and Alena
had fun playing peek-a-boo and trading his gum for her paci.
-Congratulations to my boys, Reid and Sawyer! They are now big cousins
to a baby girl. :)
-Here at the house, we are hooked on the tv series Brothers and
Sisters. The old apartment had a dvd rental store and we are almost
finished with season one (well, I am already finished, but Liza and
Heath have two more discs). We love it! :)
-We went to Moshi yesterday to order the beds for the two bedrooms the
landlord didn't furnish. We were able to get two beds, two side
tables, and a big coffee table for the price of one bed here in
Arusha. Only two more weeks of sleeping on a mattress on the floor!
-We are up bright and early this morning! We're going to have either
french toast or pancakes--whichever the birthday girl (or her mama)
chooses. We're hoping the water comes back (you know, the water that
the landlord said will never run out because he installed a huge tank
under the house!) so we can shower before going to Blue Heron for
pizza and cake.