Eden of the garden

Eden is leading the way in Khmer inculturation. He is not very interested in our hoard of toys, books and games in the house, no, he is off out into the garden to scrabble in the dirt and play with sticks or balls or anything else he can find for that matter. He is commonly found round the back or off by the fence somewhere or alternately making a dash for it when the gate is open. Given half a chance he is off out the gate and round to one of the neighbours with a parting squeal of delight to let you know that he really should have an adult with him. He will chat and play and befriend almost any Khmer that he meets. On our recent trip to Phnom Penh he kept stopping to look at white people, somewhat uncertain of them, before trotting off to find the nearest brown face to play with. It seems he has discovered his Father's love of these friendly yet wounded people.