We celebrated Michael's Coming Home Day in Minnesota, eating gyoza (jiaozi/potstickers); appropriate, I suppose, since the Siping orphanage director treated us to a marvelous banquet of them before we made our way back to the hotel in Changchun.
Looking at these pictures, I wonder if this is why Michael's favorite color has consistently been pink? Incidentally, while in Rochester, Carolyn ran into an old friend from St Paul who happened to be home from Siping, where she has been teaching English for 8 years!
Michael, too...(btw, we always loved that jacket)
We think this was a schtick he developed in the orphanage to earn attention? We observed this sing-song, handwaving routine among most children we observed.
Made us smile.
He really loved to swing. Higher, higher, until he would throw-up.
Looking at these pictures, I wonder if this is why Michael's favorite color has consistently been pink? Incidentally, while in Rochester, Carolyn ran into an old friend from St Paul who happened to be home from Siping, where she has been teaching English for 8 years!Here we are, exhausted, elated...
Michael, too...(btw, we always loved that jacket)
until he came to, proceeding to entertain.
We think this was a schtick he developed in the orphanage to earn attention? We observed this sing-song, handwaving routine among most children we observed.
Made us smile.
He really loved to swing. Higher, higher, until he would throw-up.
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