you can’t make these things up.

You just can’t make these things up. These kids are just adorable and make me smile at every turn.

This is Nah Lay Ton, a little friend who recently has taken more of a liking to us. We first met him two Christmases ago, when he was just a little babe with an infection on his backside. He came into the Christmas party with a leaf covering a very red patch of skin, and he was soon taken to the clinic and had a small little surgery.

He hasn’t liked us for a little while, probably in part from our unpleasant first experience, but also just that the little ones really aren’t too keen of white people unless they have seen us since the beginning.

Now he’s a little toddler in the care of his six-year-old brother who thinks its funny to give him glasses & a mustache.

As I unpacked some newly-purchased pharmacy items into the community space today, I saw him roll by the window.

Thankfully, he has a personality like Stephen’s, and he was in no hurry. I had time to get the camera, change the settings, and he was still just sitting there enjoying the view from under his hat.

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Today, Lay Tah Oo came to the door asking for a balloon.

The kids had gotten some at school today, but a few had popped. We replaced them and sent them on their way–about three hours earlier. Lay Tah Oo was asking for another replacement.

Stephen was in the middle of a Burmese lesson and told him not right now.

Lay Tah Oo turned around and shouted something in Burmese, to which Stephen’s teacher laughed. “He told all his friends, ‘I didn’t get it, guys!'”