Okay, not a good picture of me, but funny story none the less....I went out to dinner with a couple of school peeps before the lock-in last night. While we were eating, this little boy just came and sat with us. His parents had to come and carry him away...3 or 4 times. He just kept coming back! The last time they had to carry him away and he was clinging to my arm like a life raft! Oh, the joys of being white in Uganda!