Well it's Sunday around 11a.m. We are about to go walking around the city and hopefully find the Saigon River and a Museum or such. Van is adjusting more and more each day. We had forgotten about dirty diapers that leak out onto you! Gross, I was the one to experience that this morning. But, Keith was gracious enough to wash the outfit out in the sink. His digestive tract is working properly. The sidewalks here are versatile- you can eat, park your motorbike, ride your motorbike, sell items, sleep or get possibly ran over by a motorbike. If the traffic light is red (which there are very few red lights) you just drive your motorbike up the ramp onto the sidewalk and cut across to the next street. We are becoming street wise, we have only had a few heart wrenching calls. The Lord is gracious to ignorant American in a different culture. Keith said he knows how a Kentucky Squirrel feels when dodging traffic. Van is smiling more and starting to babble with us. He still prefers to be held than to stand or walk. Van likes to suck his thumb at night and during nap time, but he also sticks his shirt in his mouth. The orphanage has done a great job at getting him on schedule. He sleeps when put down in his bed with no arguing. The biggest cry, which wasn't much was when he had his first bath. He likes taking baths now. He had to have a bath this morning after smelling up the room. He seems to smell like Tuna in the morning, no lie! I don't know if it's his wet diaper or something working out through his skin. It's not his breath, but his body. We love our little Tuna boy! We are about to cry from laughing. We should travel to Hanoi hopefully Monday, Tuesday or Wednesday depends on the Consulate Appt. Please pray for the rest of our trip.

Love, Keith, Julie, Race and Van