the moment we met: we had just returned from the Embassy in the green van you see in the background, and there were Sydnee and Joe, missionaries who teach in the orphanages, with Micah--they had driven into the compound just behind us, but we didn't realize it until someone said, "So, do you want to meet your baby?" father and son: in the Guest Compound yard
father and son: introducing Micah to the computer
mother and son: playing on the beach before lunch; the water was warm!
mother and son: in the Guest Compound Yard
Now I'm off to deal with all of our travel mess! So far, a couple inch roach and a MONGO spider, maybe a tarantula, have come out of the djembe drum we brought home for Micah... Needless to say, all of our luggage is now spewn out on sheets in the yard, since I have NO intention of welcoming those little Liberian stow-aways into my home!! So among other things, we will be gingerly picking through the pile and bringing things in one by one today. ;0)