Wordless Wednesday - "Meeting the Street Gang"

While this could be wordless, the explanation should make it more interesting.

Our son was born in Peru while we were living there. When I pushed him in a stroller in public, I usually kept him covered because he attracted so much attention, especially from the children. So many children crowded around, that it was hard to maneuver the stroller. Then they wanted to touch his fair skin, stroke his blonde hair, and hold his hand. He was delighted with the attention, but I had a hard time letting them handle my young child. They would run over from their street games and I could never be sure how clean their hands were. They certainly did not look clean.

This day, there were so many children crowding around, that I put DS in the car and the local children followed, peering in at him through the closed window. He loved it and waved frantically at them.