Chris has been suffering from malaria. And I am (somewhat) heartless and made him come to dinner last night anyway.
So, we cooked chapati and he laid on the couch (which was fine--who wants puke in the chapati?--not I). The electricity was shut off on Thursday, so you could hardly see Chris in the dark living room with only two-candles-worth of light.
After dinner, the boys are all huddled in the living room laughing so hard...and I can't see what they are laughing at...when we got home, Chris went to bed and Daina and I stayed up to load photos...
To our surprise--and excitement--we found these.
I guess he began to feel better...at least enough to put on a modeling show.