You can't buy love, but apparently you can buy a family

Today we visited Machakos Academy, the sixth and possibly final primary school in our search for a new boarding school for our sponsor girls. One of the pros of Machakos Academy is that it’s within walking distance from town. On our walk back to town, we bought a bunch of red bananas, a second-hang “Obama” shirt, and were even offered a baby. As we walked by a woman with a young son and a cute baby, we said, “Habari?”. I guess she took the simple greeting as an interest in purchasing a child. “Do you want a baby? I am selling this one!” Later on, a supposed “professor” stopped us on the street, and proposed to Mutanu that once he was able to pay her the bride dowry, he would like to marry Muende. By the end of the day, we could have had a legitimate three-generation family.