Leaf: Welcome to the little dancing baby in my womb. Welcome. (Varanasi, India)

Rae: My kids wait all year for Song Kran, and the festival just ended. We had three days of water play: buckets of ice water thrown on us by groups of Lisu tribe women in the backs of trucks, ice water thrown by sweet old Thai ladies, water gun fights with Thai kids and travelers, water thrown over a temple wall by a young monk, and water in my face while I was driving my scooter.