After further googling, I'd say don't book them just yet for little Madison's birthday:

I like them either way, I just can't figure how in the world Sesame Street found them.

UPDATE:
Another pic from the same show.

A wonderful place to be, even in the Winter.

UPDATE:
We're home! What an adventure!

And the closeup:

UPDATE:
In the business lounge in the New Delhi airport drinking latte and WI-FI-ing. No complaints.
I loved my first trip to India. Hopefully I'll get to come back here one day and it won't be for anyone's medical treatment!

UPDATE II:
We made it back to Paris and are staying about 50 ft. from the Sorbonne. And...Mr. Cracker has been eating everything in sight all day without choking!

View from our window, Sorbonne in right foreground.

Since I managed to photograph the world's most symmetrical monument as crookedly as possible, I'll spare you too many pics.

The main gate.
There are two kinds of people:
those who have seen the World's Largest Ball of Twine and those who haven't.

Mr. Cracker glimpsing the Taj Mahal for the first time. Note the intensity --
This is exactly how Anderson Cooper would do his glimpsing.

"Marble in the Mist," aka "With Digital There's No Such Thing As Wasting Film."

Lots of inlaying of jewels and general loveliness.

The world's fastest moving line.
While the outside of the monument is huge, the inside is quite small.

Sideview.
When you're at the monument to romantic love,
bring your sweetheart for cuddling and your cellphone for yacking.

West Virginia -- represent!

Off to the Taj Mahal tomorrow.

Along the flagstone path, some beautiful buildings come into view.

Mr. Cracker moves in for a closer look.

I'd like to nibble right here. Frilly buildings look like cake to me.

Looking from one tomb to another. These dead folk really liked their windows.

Not a bad spot for reading a book.

Girl in bright salwar kameez (pants and tunic). And a sweater as it was a tad chilly.

Athpula Bridge (check out Dilliwallah's pic of this.)

On the way home: a family of four riding their vehicle, the mom sidesaddle in her pink sari.

Today we did nothing more than make a foray out into the market near the hotel. It has modern coffee shops where you can get a nice cappuccino at a much better price than what they sell them for at the hotel. Unfortunately you also have to run the slumdog gauntlet. So both ways I was surrounded by tiny child beggars saying to me in perfect English, "You're beautiful! I love you!"

Mr. C at India Gate.

Sister Jismy Joy in uniform at the nursing station.

Gladiolus (my hometown specialty, actually), roses, and orchids.

These pics were taken at the tiny flower shop.

The sweet boys that worked there and Mr. C through the window

More pics of India Gate after the jump:

And the closeup:

We're now at six years of Wednesday pics.
I love all you Duane people.

Mr. Frankenstein's a little sensitive about the new neck bolts.

New room, new view. Kinda.

UPDATE:
We didn't get far, about half way around the block. We did see a mysterious Hindu symbol there, though.

Also, the Indian Army is now posted at the hotel to thwart terrorism. They all seem a little distracted, however. Too many looong, hilarious cellphone orders from HQ, I guess:

A Nigerian man who said he was an agent for al-Qaida tried to blow up a Northwest Airlines plane Friday as it was preparing to land in Detroit, but travelers who smelled smoke and heard what sounded like firecrackers rushed to subdue him, the passengers and federal officials said.

Flight 253 with 278 passengers and 11 crew members aboard was about 20 minutes from the airport when passengers heard popping noises, witnesses said. At least one person climbed over others and jumped on the man. Shortly afterward, the suspect was taken to the front of the plane with his pants cut off and his legs burned, a passenger said. Law enforcement officials said the burns indicated the explosive was strapped to his legs.

One more like this and we fly naked.