Precious little Bryce

I just got home from a 2 week stay in Haiti. Oh how i missed my family and friends, and i am so glad i am home.

I went there to care for a little boy 19 months old. He only weighed 9 or 10 pounds and was starving to death. When i got there little Bryce was just like a fragil bag of bones, very tiny bones. I loved him and prayed for him and fed him constantly. Each day he got stronger and stronger. He started smiling and laughing and really trying to do things he couldn't do when i first got there. By the time i left he could crawl and even stand in the playpen by himself. He walked with us holding his hands too. He put on at least 5 pounds(the scales we had to use wasn't accurate at all, so we just had to guess). Here are some pictures of Bryce.