After over twelve hours up on the roof, they're done. Thank you for praying. The weather was beautiful, and our workers were safe. Will said that toward the end of the day, they gave up on melting the tar and started just putting in down in the holes and setting it on fire. We'll have to wait for the next rain to see how it works, but I'm sure it will hold at least until the whole building can decide to do a real, professional fix.
In the evening, I put Raia to bed, and then told Jaan that I would take him up on the roof to see Papa. He was so excited! He bounced all the way down the stairs (we have to go outside first to get to the roof entrance) and told everyone that he saw, "I'm going to the roof!" We climbed almost to the top of the ladder, and then he looked up and saw the open trapdoor above his head. He said, "Mama-ka, that's a big hole. I'm scared. I'm NOT going to the roof." And so we climbed back down and went home, with him telling everyone, "I did NOT go to the roof!" (It really is a pity that I can't type in Russian. It was so much cuter the way he really said it.)
Jaan is going to have to grow out of his fears, if he is going to live up to his new ambition: he wants to be a roofer.