Two steps forward, one step back.
Kiyomi had a great sleep last night - about 9 hours and her fever was down this morning, and seemed back to normal this afternoon. She had a good breakfast, although we're still struggling with the liquid intake. Can a kid survive on watermelon alone? All in all, she had a good day, and was making some progress with grasping at things and babbling ("dada" and "aya" seem to be the biggest part of her babbling repretoire). We were thrilled to see her grow particularly attached to a piece of paper, although she also has a soft spot for "Sheepy" - a stuffed toy from her grandma. She even spent some time down in the playroom with a few of the other kids. She loves being around other kids, and seems espeically responsive to some of the older girls who are here with their families.
Now, however, she's having a minor meltdown. While we

have no way of knowing, we think she's probably going through a period of missing her foster family. She wails when she looks at us. Kohji is currently walking back and forth with her, so that she can't look up and he's turning so she doesn't see me. It seems to be working, so keep your fingers crossed.
This morning, we headed to the country side to visit an 1000 year old village, Loutian, about an hour drive from Nanchang. It did seem to be a place forgotten in the past (although some of the homes seemed to have electricity), and we've been told the government aims to keep it that way for tourism. E

ven though many tour groups like ours have probably been run through the place, the girls attracted a fair bit of attention when we got off the bus. With a high of 36 today, there was a mass scramble to get hats and sunscreen in place. The locals (or peasants as our guide kept refering to them) were interested in the girls, and in these ridiculous tourists who brought a small army of strollers to an 1000 year old village! Needless to say, most of the babies were taken out of the strollers when we all realised that the walkways were what one would expect from an 1000 year old village - large uneven stones (note the empty stroller being dragged backwards).
The locals were much amused, and patient with us. While the town looks like a museum, for all intents and purposes, it is a functional town who's inhabitants are primarily farmers. It was hard to truely appreciate our surroundings, what with our proccupation with the heat and the babies. However, it was a pretty amazing place to see. The homes are sparsely furnished and the people seem to live fairly simply. They

were all very friendly, and a little curious about us, and were happy to humour our feeble attempts at "ni hao" (hello in Chinese).


The highlight of the tour was an enormous camphor tree that sits in the middle of the village, and is said to be 1000 years old. It is huge and magnificent, and offered a cooler repose after wandering through the rather stiffling alleys that make up the village.
In the afternoon, mommy headed to Walmart, while daddy and Kiyomi snoozed and headed to the play room. Walmart was... well, pretty much like any Walmart you'd find anywhere, only they sold a number of things I couldn't recognize. I wanted to pick up a few household items for Kiyomi to see as she gets older, and Walmart seemed the perfect place, so I joined a couple of other families making the trip.

Kiyomi had a dandy time hanging out with some of her buddies in the playroom here (although she was a little embarassed that she and Chloe had on the exact same outfit!)

She had mostly watermelon for dinner. We're a little anxious about it, but as we keep getting told - they'll eat if they're hungry. It's easy for us to forget that there girls are still going through a traumatic time, and we need to give them time to get comfortable, so we shouldn't be suprised if their appetites seem a little off.
Kiyomi finished the day with what was probably her first real bath. She seemed a little unsure at first, but once she realized she could splash, the bath seemed like an ok place. There are pictures, of course, but posting them here will make her hate me when she's 16, so I'll resist the temptation. Instead, I'll close with what we hope will become a bedtime ritual - the reading of a good book (thanks to Aunty Miyo, Uncle Martin and cousin Mika for the copy of "About Cats" - as you can see, it was a real page turner).

If would seem daddy's little trick worked, as the little nipper is snorfling behind me... oh, and Kiyomi is too. Good night all.