Yesterday was a tough day. Today was much better. We spent time with Keanan in the morning at the orphanage. We hung back and just watched, instead of being overeager and hovering. He was so cute and fun today.Around noon, we boarded a very, very small plane to head to Port-de-Paix. The plane ride was an experience. Only 12 passengers, and all the luggage was just piled in the back. The pilot had his hand sticking out of the front window the duration of the flight. I think it was a little low on . . .

In my attempt to be more granola, I decided to give the herbal bug repellant a try. This was a mistake. A very bad mistake. It's fun looking at your daughter's legs and thinking about how your commitment to avoiding chemicals on a trip to Haiti has come at the expense of her poor, welted skin. It's great wondering which mosquito bite might have been delivering malaria, or dengue fever, or west nile fever to your 18-month-old, because you slathered your kid in something you bought at Whole . . .

We got the chance to deliver all the toys we brought for the orphanage. It was very fun. We brought trikes for the toddler house, and they were very excited. We also brought a simple tent from Ikea that seemed to be the biggest hit. The older boys loved the matchbox cars, and the kids were having so much fun that there were several tantrums when they had to stop playing to go eat dinner. The nannies were not amused.We also took lots of "pretend play" toys for the girl's house. They were loving . . .