Dogs

I hear from the other room, "Down dogs. Down, Down, Down. Down. Good Stay" I look in the other room. Sam is sitting in her chair at the table, and both dogs are lying down at her feet. Not bad for a little girl.

She is eating with her knife now. She uses the fork to stabilize, then slices with her knife.

I must call her watoto most of the time, and I am Mama Duma. She is my little cheetah(duma). I also must say 'asante sana' instead of 'thank you.' Who knew her first language would be Swahili?