Random pictures from recent days

Humble beginnings. Sneha's crib on the left with a girl on the right that came to the orphanage at nearly the same time she did. So hard to know that Sneha now has a loving family while this little one still is in the orphanage with so many others. I wish every child had a loving home.

Because everyone needs to be loved. Who was touched more?

Thank you St. Johns for caring for our little one in those first crucial days.

Because boys will still be boys and catch creepy crawly things.

Oh, the wonder of it all. Elijah is looking out a low window overlooking the part of the airport tarmac before one of our flights to India.

Wild dogs are like wild cows around here. They are everywhere. Thankfully they are not aggressive.

More boys being boys.

Two sisters are captured in an early moment of bonding while taking a picture of themselves. Precious.

The India Gate. Famous. No clue why.

You look Mahhhvelous!

One thing that was not clear from the other posting with this picture is that Justin was feeling miserable himself. Less than two hours later, he was losing his lunch into a Ziploc bag. A dad couldn't ask for any more than the love being shown here as Justin tries to cool Elijah down.

Nine. Count them. Nine lanes of traffic our driver repeatedly had to cross laterally in order to reach our hotel. There was one time we crossed it during rush hour and he could only stick the nose of his car out in front of other cars and hope they slowed to let him through. It should be noted that this picture was taken out of the SIDE windows, not the back window. Crazy.

Sun shades and phone chargers for your car. Where else would you go to shop?

Cool. What is it?

Uh dude. Wrong lane.

Checking for explosives under our car. This happened to be at our hotel but has also happened at several different shopping locations. Hmmmmm, does this make me feel safe? Or nervous?

If you look in the background, you can see this huge (like 6 story huge) god-thing. It reminds me of Old Testament, Book of Daniel, type days.

Slacker. Can't you carry a bit more? I can see over the top of your bike.

Hey dude. I saw your buddy back on the 409. Yeah, the dude that was on a bicycle. In the middle of the highway. Yeah, that's him. Just like you. Think maybe you want to move out of the way of traffic? Nah? OK. Happy trails.

Just liked the name.

And you felt silly picking your date up for prom in a Ford Fiesta.

It is scary how quickly one learns to completely overlook utter poverty. These types of homes are everywhere. After a few short days, it hardly registers sometimes on my compassion meter. How sad.