So Friday was day of the dead and that means you eat a disgusting dish called fiambre...I wish I had been dead so I didn't have to eat it! It is a mix of beets, every kind of meat that exist, and pickled vegs. Why would I ever want that? Saturday we had a baptism and it was the little boy of our good friend and neighbor.She is planning on getting baptized in December, but her bus broke down and she was running late so I told the elders that we'd wait for her...the little boy didn't want to wait and neither did the elders! I was ticked! But it was fine and worked out. Then Sunday morning comes and he doesn't show up to church so I go to look for him and one of the elders is walking out of out apt complex and I'm like what are doing here and he informed me he was looking for my investigators and he was with the grandmothers (they are super catholic and the mom told us not to tell them about the baptism) and he told them we had baptized him! I could have killed my Zone Leader I went to find my investigator, and they had locked him in his room and wouldn't let him out! But that night the mom came and the elders confirmed him in my apt! It was quite the adventure! Our family had to wait to get baptized but we should be good for Saturday! I love you all!
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