Morning with the Terror

This morning around 7, I looked over at Will in his crib and he was scooting around on his tummy and grinning at me. I expected a wail of some kind but all I got was the gummy grin. So he and I decided to go ahead and get up and let Dennis and Ava sleep. I put him down on the blanket in the living room and he immediately launched himself into his toys. --Hold on a second. He just spit up on the floor and now he's playing in it. - Okay, I'm back.-- While I made some coffee, he quietly played by himself without me having to be right with him or hold him. And now Ava & Dennis are up and we haven't had a single temper tantrum! Either I'm getting the hang of this or the Terror of Thai Nguyen is taking pity on me.

I think Dennis mentioned that I managed to get sick a few days after we got here. The pollution is awful and I guess I'm probably just going to have some form of a chest cold the whole time we're here. It's very frustrating because I'd like to be out doing some shopping. Nicole -- I took notes from your blog re the places to get the teddy bears with the conical hats and the handmade clothes. I want to SHOP! But the dr. said to keep the kids in for the next 3-5 days so next week, "Silk Street, here I come."

Thank you so much to everyone who has commented or emailed. Those of you who have been through this before know exactly how much it means when you're here. A connection to home. I'm going to start going back through the blog and adding my comments and details about each day. I want to start that tonight.

Also, to those of you who haven't traveled yet -- Stay at the Somerset! It's awesome! More later.

Love, Tami