This is some good bloggity personal activism. You can donate on Tangobaby's blog.

http://tangobaby2.blogspot.com/2009/04/please-please-please-let.html

K's eyes are perpetually brimming with tears. She's tiny and her hands are chilled. Baby M is sleeping under a blanket on her chest. The two younger children, D and Little K, are relatively quiet considering their ages. At 7 and 9, they could be tearing up the sidewalks, but they're not.

When I explain to K about my blog and that I hope that maybe someone out there reading might have a way to help, she thinks it's a good idea and says it's okay to take the pictures. "It can't be any more embarrassing than what I'm doing now," she says.

I ask her if she lives in San Francisco and she says yes. But she cannot go home. It's too dangerous.

Surely someone can step up and offer a home and a job.

A week later the blogger is still meeting up with Kelaya and passing on letters and donations, helping to call various social services departments, haranguing the Mayor, and so on. (we got on the news)