This picture is the little family from France. It has taken me almost all of the 2 months we've been here to get little Ceyrinn to look at me, let alone smile. However last Thursday, he surprised me and smiled and said "good morning" in very broken english as his mother came by to take him to his treatment in his stroller. Now he is my friend. His mother doesn't speak any English other than to say "good morning" and a few other things I'm sure she has learned. Her husband came 2 weeks ago with their other 2 children, another little boy and one little girl. (He speaks pretty good English and translates for her.) The girl is Ceyrinn's twin. They are 3 1/2. So sad to watch the little ones who have to be here. (sorry about some of the labels for the posts. It won't let me use punctuation at all so things are run together)