This morning we visited a student who lives in an orphanage.  I'm not even sure what to make of it yet, so I'll just give a few impressions.

• There were WAY more girls than boys at the orphanage.
• Most of the children were babies, with the exception of a few older children.  This is because most of the children get adopted as babies.  
• There were two rooms that had walls lined with baby cribs.  Totally lined. 
• There was a lovely little playground there, but the kids don't get to go outside every day.
• The lady who runs the orphanage was totally discouraged about how hard it is to get children adopted.  There don't seem to be a lack of parents, but rather, the bureaucracy makes adoption really hard.  Apparently the US has the toughest restrictions, and those compounded with the craziness in India, make adoption incredibly difficult.  

The little girl we visited has been adopted, but the process takes forever, so it will be a while before her parents can bring her home.  They've sent her some things, and I teared up a little bit when I read the sweet  message that they wrote to her on a ball they sent.  I also welled up when we first arrived, and I saw all the babies.  I just remember how anticipated and loved my niece Abi was before we even knew her, and I just wanted for all those babies to know that kind of love.  I'm being a ridiculous girl, but there it is; orphanages are sad, no matter how well kept the place or how well tended the children.

If all that wasn't enough, teaching was hard again today.  The English differences made listening and learning hard.  I suppose it's making me better, but it's a bit aggravating in the meantime.  Because I can't really tell what's being said, I'm having to stand back and watch more, so I suppose that's a good thing since I really need to watch more and talk less.

Lauren and I are enjoying our evening in.  I did laundry in the bathtub, finished a bit of homework, and now we are eating noodles and watching America's Funniest Home Videos.  A night well spent, I would say.

Look, Ma, I'm in India.  Or Kansas.  You know, whatev.