A year ago today...

We left Conleigh at HCH, rode into PAP, ate lunch at Visa Lodge, called a driver, and anxiously hoped we could find Kenson's orphanage. We drove in and greeted Kenson's birth mom, Juiselene, and were quickly ushered into Pierre's office. Then back out to visit with Juislene and a few more moments of waiting until Kenson was cleaned up after his lunch. A few more minutes of visiting and our new family of three climbed into a van to head to Eagle Market where our driver left us as we waited in the parking lot for 30 minutes or so while our next connection arrived. MAF missionaries Will and Juli picked us up, got groceries at the market, and then took us to their house for spaghetti, green beans, and ice cream. Glenn Beck was on tv and we enjoyed the privelege of a private room, air conditioning and hot water. I laid awake most of the night as one tired boy coughed and coughed and kept waking up. I finally propped myself up and slept with Kenson on my chest, waking with every cough. We couldn't have asked for a nicer beginning.

(Opps just realized today's the 24th. I should have posted this yesterday...oh, well you get this jist. In Kenson's words, as we talked about it today, "I was just a ill ill baby.")