It is time to spill the beans.
We have some very exciting news.
Let me give you a few hints.
We visited Anastasia and Paul’s birth city.
We spent the day in the car driving around getting notarizations, certificates, and two little red books.
Have you figured it out yet?
Our 10 days were waived!!!!!!
Right after court yesterday we set out to obtain Anastasia and Paul’s birth certificates. After hydroplaning for two hours we were devastated to find out we were half an hour too late. The office had closed. We drove back home with the determination to set out bright and early this morning.
We did—two hours again only to find out that this office wanted a case opened which was something our facilitator had not heard of before. Back home for another four hours to gather a thick stack of documents only to realize that we would barely make it back in time to A and P’s birth city to do the birth certificates. Thankfully a phone call to the woman who would do this ensured us—“Third time would be a charm.”
By the time we had these precious certificates in our hands, the passport office was going to be closing so our facilitator made another call. Yes, the nice passprt lady would wait for us and make sure we got their passports-- today.
We celebrated with McDonald’s and brought home Caleb and Rachel a few burgers—since this was the second day they stayed home with the house owners. When we got home, the kids had a few stories to share. Last night—against Rachel and Caleb’s wishes I had asked the owner Yuri if he would walk them to the store if they wanted something. His eyes lit up at the request—but Rachel and Caleb were not too happy. “We could walk by ourselves Mom.” Of course they could—but since John and I were not here we wanted to make sure they would be safe. Mid morning, Rachel was watching tv and Caleb was finishing up the book 1984 when Yuri walked in and told them it was time to go to the store. Caleb wanted to finish reading and Rachel wanted to watch her show—but no- it was time to go to the store. Caleb tried politely but firmly to say no thank you because he wanted to read but that is when Yuri said that books were not important and it was time to go to the store. So, the good kids that they are walked to the store with Yuri--- the Dedushka they will never have. I think it was Yuri’s highlight of the day!
Oh, and yesterday Luba his wife kissed Rachel on the cheek for helping her fold the laundry. Memories I don’t think either of them will soon forget. I am going to wrap up this post so I could finish chomping on a big, homegrown, pickled cucumber. Yum!!!
P.S. It has been so hard being away from the kids back home. Thankfully we keep in touch through email and phonecalls. I can't wait to be back home with all of them! Thank God we will be home to celebrate Fourth of July with our whole family! Anastasia and Paul are going to think that the fireworks are for them! Won't that be cool? And lastly, I just got an email from another adoptive family who hopes to get together next week!
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