We began to glimpse her sparkle before naptime though when she smiled over her rice and chuckled at a tickle (reluctantly, but still a chuckle!) She was keeping Alex at arm’s length until our afternoon excursion to the Xinjiang International Bazaar when he strapped on the Ergo.
She settled in pretty quickly and for nearly three hours, held close by her daddy, she took in the sights of that massive marketplace…jade in every hue of green, richly colored silk and wool scarves, ornately crafted knives and an amazing array of local dried fruits and nuts and traditional medicine. Mercy turned heads as well, women touching her, asking questions, men staring openly at our little family. As we returned to our waiting car on foot, one woman reached for her...and Mercy turned…and reached for me.
|The “juice box”-- her preferred way of drinking milk.|