Saturday, July 19, 2014

The short List

Sometimes people ask us why we haven't updated our blog in a while.  Other people ask us if we sometimes feel overwhelmed with the four Chaos Lords and a baby living in our home (the answer is yes).  Others laugh and say we should write a book.  The reason we don't write more is because of the following.   This is also "Advice for Teenagers Who Think They Want Babies".  99% of the following list has happened within the last three weeks (the other 1% happened earlier).  Sometimes multiple times a day.  For instance, if we catch the children drinking out of the toilet three times, it only goes down as one "I will not drink from the toilet."

This is the short list.  The Chaos Lords are relentless in their approach - we can not write it down as fast as they can creatively come up with new ways to get in trouble.  Chessa does her part by keeping Mommy and Daddy up all night.  I honestly feel that sometimes Malificent, Loki, Gaga, and Miley look to our children for inspiration when they get stuck.

The short list:


I will not pull all the wipes out of the container. Mommy and Daddy need these for wiping butts, noses, etc.

I will not unspool the toilet paper.

I will not unspool the paper towels.

I will not steal the roll of toilet paper while Mommy is pooping.

I will not steal the baby's pacifier and gnaw on it myself.

I will not go outside naked.

I will not go outside wearing only cowboy boots and a hat.

I will not surprise Mommy or Daddy by suddenly sitting on them with a naked butt.

I will not steal cellphones, wallets, keys, jewelry, food, drinks, or other items from strangers.

I will not steal cellphones, wallets, keys, jewelry, food, drinks, or other items from people I know.

I will not steal $20 bills from Granny's purse.

I will not hug nice old ladies while surreptitiously trying to steal their bracelets.

I will not hug people while surreptitiously patting down their pockets.

I will not comb brother's hair with the toilet brush.

I will not bite my siblings.

I will not hit my siblings.

I will not headbutt my siblings.

I will not bite my sister.

I will not wail incessantly for no reason.

I will not steal.

I will not run through the restaurant like a wild thing.

I will not scream in the restaurant.

I will not wipe food on the restaurant walls.

I will not pester the people in the next booth at the restaurant.

I will not try to steal food from the people in the next booth.

I will not dump my plate out when I am finished eating.

I will not steal food.

I will not steal food from the baby.

I will not steal food from my friends.

I will not lie to Mommy or Daddy.

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I will not type on Daddy's computer when he isn't looking.

I will not pour out $100 of sister's heart medicine so that she doesn't get a single drop.

I will not lock Mommy out of the house.

I will not steal Mommy's wallet.

I will not hide Mommy's keys when she is trying to go someplace.

I will not run away from Mommy and Daddy.

I will not run away from Mommy and Daddy in a parking lot.

I will not open the front door and run down the road.

I will not open the front door and run down the road naked.

I will not get so upset that I pee the floor every time Mommy goes to the store without me.

I will not get so upset that I pee the floor every time Mommy goes to the car without me.

I will not get so upset that I pee the floor every time Mommy steps outside without me.

I will not get so upset that I pee the floor every time Mommy goes potty without me.

I will not make it a point of business to wake sister/brother/baby when they are sleeping.

I will not steal ingredients from the kitchen while Mommy and Daddy are cooking.

I will not pour said ingredients out on the floor in my room.

I will not scream incessantly at the grocery store because Mommy didn't put me in the right seat.

I will not run away from Mommy at the grocery store.

I will not burn my fingers trying to steal the pans out of the hot oven.

I will not harass Baby.

I will not climb on the Baby.

I will not sit on the Baby.

I will not change clothes fourteen times a day.

I will not put on nine layers of clothes (yes, we counted).

I will not wear heavy coats in July.

I will not cry incessantly when Mommy takes the heavy coat away.

I will not wear the Baby's clothes.

I will not parade around the house naked.

I will not take my clothes off unexpectedly.

I will not suddenly strip and moon Mommy and Daddy with Downward Facing Dog.

I will not strip at parties.

I will not twerk whenever I hear music.

I will not put soiled underwear back on.

I will not steal Mommy's cell phone.

I will not steal Daddy's cell phone.

I will not ransack Mommy's purse.

I will not scream hysterically in the car because there is a two-second gap between CD tracks.

I will not pour my drinks out in the car.

I will not pour peppermint oil on the laptop.

I will not pour peppermint oil on the couch.

I will not drink peppermint oil.

I will not get peppermint oil in my eyes.

I will not tear through the house like a psychotic mad thing after playing in the peppermint oil.

I will not fight Mommy and Daddy like a feral jungle cat when they try to clean off the peppermint oil.

I will not wear the kiddy potty seat as a hat.

I will not tear the child-proof baffles off the door.

I will not tear the child-proof lock off the fridge.

I will not cry uncontrollably because my sister stole back what I stole from her.

I will not speak a couple of paragraphs of gibberish, with the only identifable words being "Mommy and Daddy", then cackle diabolically.

I will not stick my head in the toilet.

I will not pour out the whole bottle of hair-detangling spray on the floor.

I will not pour out the second bottle of hair-detangling spray after watching what happened when brother did it the first time.

I will not scream and cry when Mommy brushes the tangles out of my hair because we are out of detangling spray.

I will not take my shoes off in the car.

I will not lose one shoe in the car between our house and destination.

I will not lose both shoes in the car between our house and destination.

I will not unbuckle and climb out of my car seat while we drive.

I will not wriggle out of my car seat while leaving it buckled while we drive.

I will not scream incessantly when Mommy can't find the DVD I want.

I will not strip my pants off in the car while being restrained in a five-point harness. (How the heck???)


I will not touch other people's butts. I will keep my hands to myself.


I will not play with myself in church.

I will not play with myself outside.

I will not play with myself on the sofa while watching "Wheel of Fortune".

I will not play with myself while pooping on the sofa.

I will not play with myself on the sofa, period.

I will not play with myself on Mommy and Daddy's bed.

I will not play with myself in front of visitors.

I will not wipe myself with the clean laundry. I will use toilet paper.

I will not wipe myself with the dirty laundry. I will use toilet paper.

I will not wipe myself and then polish the furniture with the same toilet paper/rag.

I will not blow "snot rockets" and leave them dangling on my face.

I will not blow "snot rockets" and wipe them on people.

I will not blow my nose on my clothes. I will use toilet paper or tissue.

I will not blow my nose on clean laundry. I will use toilet paper or tissue.

I will not wipe my butt on the walls of my bedroom making skidmarks.

I will not wipe my butt on the walls of the bathroom making skidmarks.

I will not wipe my butt on the tub making skidmarks.

I will not wipe my butt on the floor making skidmarks.

I will not wipe my butt on the sofa making skidmarkers.

I will not hump my stuffed animals in front of visitors.

I will not hump the sit-n-spin.

I will not walk around the house with my hand up my butt.

I will not walk around anywhere else with my hand up my butt.

I will not proudly display my used diapers. Mommy and Daddy do not want see it. It is not a trophy.

I will not proudly display my used diapers. Mommy and Daddy do not want smell it. It is not a trophy.

I will not proudly display my used diapers. Mommy and Daddy do not want touch it. It is not a trophy.

I will not proudly display my used diapers. Mommy and Daddy do not want taste it. It is not a trophy.

I will not shout "EWWW! STINKY!" and wave my hand under my nose when Mommy farts in public.

I will not shout "Momma FART!!" and wave my hand under my nose when Mommy farts in public.

I will not pee on the floor.

I will not pee on the carpet.

I will not pee on my chair at the table.

I will not pee on the front porch.

I will not pee on the sofa.

I will not pee in the play house.

I will not pee in the hall.

I will not pee in the living room.

I will not pee in the family room.

I will not pee on my sister.

I will not pee on the clean laundry.

I will not pee on the sit-and-spin.

I will not pee on books or papers I find around the house.

I will not pee in sister's shoes.

I will not pee in the kitchen.

I will not pee on the dining room table, then clap for myself for going potty.

I will not pee on Mommy and Daddy's bed.

I will not ignore Mommy and Daddy telling me to go to the bathroom and then pee on carpet.

I will not pee on the new bunkbed.

If my sister pees on the new bunkbed, I will not pee on it myself.

If two of my sisters pee on the new bunkbead, I will refrain from peeing on it also.

I will not spray the wall with pee like a cat.

I will not take off my diaper at night, pee in my bed, and lay in it until morning.

I will not shred the vinyl mattress protectors that Grandma bought for us.

I will not shred the vinyl mattress protector and then pee in the bed.

I will not pee on Mommy.

I will not handle poop in the potty to show Mommy and Daddy that I pooped.

I will not eat my own poop.

I will not help my brother eat his poop.

I will not help my sister eat her poop.

I will not eat poop from dirty diapers (or anywhere else).

I will not poop in the bathtub.

I will not poop in the bathtub Every Single Time.

I will not poop on the back porch.

I will not soil my panties.

I will not wear my sister's soiled panties.

I will not lick soiled panties.

I will not chew on soiled panties.

I will not give soiled panties to Baby as a toy.

I will not poop right next to the toilet.

I will not take off my diaper at night, poop in my bed, and lay in it until morning.

I will not create poopapocalypse.

I will not smear poop everywhere.

I will not smear poop with my hands.

I will not smear poop with my feet.

I will not smear poop here or there.

I will not smear poop across the land.

I will not smear poop where I eat.

I will not smear poop anywhere.

I will not deliberately step in poop.

I will not use poop as body paint.

I will not use poop as wall art.

I will not use poop as a snack.

I will not poop on the floor, walk in it, and then leave little brown footprints through the house.

I will not walk in my sister's poop and then leave little brown footprints through the house.

I will not do the above, then go show Mommy and Daddy my feet and say "Look! Poop!"

I will not try to make Mommy or Daddy smell my poopy fingers.

I will not wipe poopy fingers on Mommy or Daddy.

I will not wipe poopy fingers on anyone or anything.

I will not run through the house with a naked butt while having diarrhea, thus leaving a nasty brown trail.

I will not run through the house with a naked butt while pooping, thus leaving a nasty trail of breadcrumbs.

I will not poop on the sofa.

I will not poop in the swimming pool.

I will not pee on the indoor playground at the restaurant.

I will not poop on the indoor playground at the restaurant.

I will not make a big horrifically stinky poop on the restaurant floor when Daddy gets me off the indoor playground.

I will not step in the big poop I made in the restaurant.

I will not make Mommy hold me to prevent me from playing in my poop while Daddy cleans the restaurant floor.

I will not cause the indoor playground to be closed.

I will not make the restaurant employees clean the entire playground because I pooped on it.

I will not cause the children who run screaming from my mess on the playground to step in the poop I made in the restaurant.

I will not shriek and wail loudly in the restaurant to call attention to my humiliated parents and my giant stinky poop.

I will not make Daddy have to tell new arrivals (with lots of kids) to the restaurant that the playground is closed.

I will not hide poop in the carpet so that Daddy steps in it.

I will not empty the toilet bowl onto the floor with my cup.

I will not turn on the sink, plug the drain, and flood the bathroom.

I will not flood the bathroom repeatedly.

I will not turn the sink on and then put my fingers over the faucet, thus spraying the whole bathroom.

I will not wantonly destroy flowers or other objects of beauty.

I will not destroy our host's flowers when we visit someone.

I will not destroy the potted plants at church.

I will not tip over the herb planters.

I will not attack the herbs in the garden specifically when I have a whole yard of expendable plants.

I will not scatter staples throughout the carpet. (Hurts worse than strewn Legos)

I will not write on Daddy's computer monitor with Sharpies.

I will not hit the walls with a baseball bat.

I will not hit windows with a baseball bat.

I will not hit windows with a toy guitar.

I will not throw random objects at the windows.

I will not throw my sippy cup in the otter tank at the aquarium.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not pour the whole box of cream-of-wheat on the floor.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not tear open the new bag of buckwheat and pour it on the floor.

I will not tear open the huge bag of goldfish crackers and pour them on the floor.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not empty an entire carton of eggs on the floor.

I will not tear open the OxyClean and pour it on the floor.

I will not tear open sample packets of cornmeal and pour it on the floor.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not steal the bag of potato chips.

I will not empty the bag of chips in my room.

I will not empty the bag of chips on the sofa.

I will not steal candy and dump it on the floor.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not tear open random bags hunting for food like a wild animal.

I will not throw clean laundry on the floor.

I will not unfold laundry while Mommy is folding.

I will not lick the clean plates in the dishwasher.

I will not lick the clean silverware in the dishwasher.

I will not lick the dirty dishes in the dishwasher.

I will not eat the diaper-rash paste.

I will not eat Neosporin.

I will not eat toothpaste.

I will not pour the box of cereal on the floor.

I will not tear open the FunDip on the sofa.

I will not eat the oral numbing gel.

I will not paint the walls with Maalox.

I will not paint the walls with my s#!%.

I will not stab the upholstery with a screwdriver.

I will not bite the upholstery.

I will not bite holes in the DVD cases.

I will not write on the floor with anything.

I will not write on the walls with deodorant.

I will not write on the walls with toothpaste.

I will not write on the walls with markers.

I will not write on the walls with crayons.

I will not write on the walls with Sharpies.

I will not steal markers from school, smuggle them home in my backpack, and use them to write on the walls/furniture because Mommy and Daddy hid all the markers in the house.

I will not write on the floors with anything.

I will not write on the floors with markers.

I will not write on the floors with crayons.

I will not write on the floors with Sharpies.

I will not write on the couch with anything.

I will not write on the couch with a Sharpie.

I will not write on the couch with markers.

I will not write on the couch with my poop.

I will not write on the couch with my own blood after picking a scab.

I will not rip the curtains from the wall swinging on them like Tarzan.

I will not tear bills, mail, money or other important papers into confetti.

I will not rake things off the table or shelves.

I will not dump the change bucket out every time I can.

I will not write on the cable box with lipstick.

I will not randomly dump things out.

I will not dump the board games out and scatter the pieces.

I will not rip up cards from the board games.

I will not put coins down the ventilation grills.

I will not pick my scabs and my nose and then wipe blood and snot on Mommy and Daddy's clean sheets.

I will not break the coffee table.

I will not empty the vacuum cleaner canister in the house.

I will not break the vacuum cleaner.

I will not break the yogurt maker.

I will not take the potted plants out of their pots.

I will not dump the potted plants out.

I will not dump out the potted plants inside the house.

I will not tear the bell pepper plants Grandma gave Mommy and Daddy into little pieces.

I will not spread syrup on the walls.

I will not waste diapers by putting them on my stuffed animals.

I will not waste Mommy's pads by turning them into adhesive leg warmers.

I will not tear foam padding out of my car seat.

I will not tear the sealing gasket off the minivan door.

I will not bang on the TV.

I will not throw things over the stairwell.

I will not empty any cups I find randomly throughout the house.

I will not destroy my play house by caving in the roof.

I will not break the metal tape measure by pulling the tape out until it breaks.

I will not pour moisturizing body lotion into the package of wipes. Moisturizing wipes are a thing.

I will not pour moisturizing body lotion into the piano. A moisturizing piano? Ain't no such thing.

I will not pour body lotion on the floor.

I will not pump out all the hand soap.

I will not throw unwanted food.

I will not pour water onto the kitchen tiles behind Daddy while he cooks. Super Slick Sippy Slippy Surprise!

I will not steal the Ranch dressing bottle from the garbage and shake it out behind Daddy while he cooks, causing Daddy to slip.

I will not dump the garbage out in the kitchen.

I will not dump the garbage out in the bathroom.

I will not play in the garbage.

I will not tear pages from books.

I will not dump random toys, clothes, and important papers in the garbage.

I will not dump the recycling out.

I will not jump on the furniture.

I will not lick the Puppy.

I will not pull the Puppy's fur.

I will not sit on the Puppy.

I will not touch Puppy's butthole.

I will not eat Puppy's food.

I will not eat after the Puppy.

I will not start the day by scattering Puppy's food all over the kitchen.

I will not start the day by dumping Puppy's food in the garbage.

I will not steal Puppy's food.

I will not hoard Puppy's food in my purse.

I will not stash Puppy's food in the couch cushions.

I will not drink from the toilet.

I will not eat the baby wipes.

I will not eat the toilet paper.

I will not eat random scraps of paper I find in the house.

I will not lick the TV.

I will not lick the elevator walls.

I will not lick the bathtub.

I will not lick the toilet.

I will not lick the countertops.

I will not lick public surfaces like handrails.

I will not lick the toilet brush.

I will not lick the puddles on the sidewalk.

I will not lick the front porch.

I will not lick the ground.

I will not suck on used washrags from the bathtub.

I will not steal food from the fridge.

I will not eat jam by the handful straight from the jar.

I will not steal the baby's food while Mommy is feeding the baby.

I will not put my tongue in the party dip.

I will not put my tongue in the cake icing (before the cake has been iced).

I will not eat mulch.

I will not stick my mulch-hands in the bag of animal crackers; nobody else likes Mulch Crackers trail mix.

I will not eat the decorative butterflies off the window.

I will not knock the decorative butterflies off the window with my guitar and eat them.

I will not move chairs to the window so that I can knock the highest butterflies off with my guitar and eat them.

I will not leave little pieces of chewed-up butterflies throughout the house.

I will not insist on drinking/eating after my siblings ONLY when they have strep throat or a stomach bug.

I will not drink sister's medicine.

I will not eat poop.

I will not eat the Maalox.

I will not eat the diaper-rash paste.

I will not eat the toothpaste.

I will not eat the Neosporin.

I will not eat the cortizone skin cream.

I will not eat the body lotion.

I will not eat hand soap.

I will not eat deodorant.

I will not eat sidewalk chalk.

I will not eat crayons that come with kiddie meals at restaurants.

I will not drink the body spray.

I will not drink the shampoo.

I will not eat the leaves off the potted houseplants.

I will not eat dirt.

I will not steal spoiled food from the garbage and eat it.

I will not steal spoiled food from the garbage and feed it to my brother.

I will not steal carrot peels from the garbage and eat them.

I will not eat from the trashcan.

I will not hide my sippy cup of milk in the house.

I will not retrieve my sippy cup after leaving it for weeks.

I will not drink disgusting curdled milk-butter from my sippy cup.

I will not wail like a troll when Mommy takes the sippy cup away.

I will not lick curdled milk-butter off the floor when it spills from Mommy taking the cup away.

I will not steal other people's drinks when they are not looking.

I will not steal drinks from strangers.

I will not put Nasty Troll Backwash in other people's drinks.

I will not pour out other people's drinks when they are not looking.

I will not pour out my drink at the table to signal that I want something.


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Yay!, You made it this far!   Here's some recent pictures!

Andrew riding a board at the beach

Chessa at Easter

Elena at Easter

Us at the beach

Juliana at Easter

Katie at Easter

Saturday, August 17, 2013

Three Weeks

So...   we have been home for roughly three weeks.


Somehow we haven't had as much time to blog.  There are have been doctor visits and lots of errands.  School has started back; Elena and Katerina and Juliana and Andrew are all in school.  Life is slowly turning into a "normal" routine.


After a long journey, after being "TV stars" on both sides of the journey - it is good to be back in our own home, in our own town, and  returning to the threads of our old life.   And they lived happily ever after.........


Isn't that a wonderful ending?


The book "The Princess Bride" by S. Morganstern (William Goldman)  ends this way.... then gives a teaser two paragraphs later....


"They could hear the roar of Humperdinck: "Stop them! Cut them off!" They were, admittedly, startled, but there was no reason for worry: they were on the fastest horses in the kingdom, and the lead was already theirs.

However, this was before Inigo's wound reopened; and Westley relapsed again; and Fezzik took the wrong turn; and Buttercup's horse threw a shoe. And the night behind them was filled with the crescendoing sound of pursuit."

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There are days when it seems the newsworthy thing is not adopting these children - the newsworthy thing is living with them and being parents.


The news cameras aren't here (thank goodness) when Andrew has overflowed his diaper... and his swing... with nasty, nasty, ca-ca.... and we are already late.   And Elena is pitching a fit.  And Juliana is misbehaving.  And Katie is crying because Elena is crying.  And the dishwasher leaks under the kitchen and the kitchen has to be torn up to repairs.  And the children need a bath after every meal.  And the tire has a nail in it.  And we have a doctors appointment.  And we got to the store and the children are throwing thing out of the cart or putting things in the cart or running away or bruising the produce or begging for ice cream.  And.....

And then we wake up the next day and start the whole mad adventure over again.

Who said anything about an ending?

"Remember: that in books, and ages, and in life, the ending can never truly be written. "  - Atrus

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Enough talking.  Pictures of children.


Katie, Elena, and Juliana

Katie's first day of school

Did you know that markers are not ice cream?  Really?

Juliana being adorable.

Andrew's first day of school.

 

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

COMING HOME!

Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Ghost!

We are coming home tomorrow!  We will arrive in Atlanta at 9:34!  Thank you for all the support, encouragement, and prayers  They were definitely a huge help and comfort through this long process.

Friday, July 19, 2013

Praises

Now 3 of our friends have gotten theirs and are heading home tomorrow!  Praise God!  We will miss them but are so happy they can rejoin their families at home.

Thursday, July 18, 2013

The blog has been silent for a while.  Ezra usually does the updating, but since he isn't here, guess I will have to do it.  WARNING:  Ezra is a much more eloquent writer than I am.  I tend to stick to the facts but go on bunny trails.

Pretty much been groundhog day here.  We wake up, eat, sit/play/take a walk, eat lunch, sometimes nap, meet up with other families for dinner (usually).  We have pretty much exhausted our 3 dining choice (Puzata hata, McDonald's, and Domino's)  These are 3 of the cheapest places we found.  Yesterday, we did break the routine and did something fun.  3 of us families went to an indoor water park.  It was a fun adventure and I was proud of how we all navigated our way their by ourselves.  We first had to walk about 30 min to the subway.  We thought we found the subway a few times and went down the stairs(strollers and all) only to realize, "No this is just an underground mall."  So up the stairs again.  I was very grateful to have John (Ezra's brother) with me, because he did all the heavy lifting.   I have never used a subway anywhere (other than well the one that makes those tasty lil sandwiches), so it was a fun experience.  We bought our coins, and proceeded down the steep escalator (yes, strollers and all)  I wish I would have timed it because it was a LONG escalator. We found the blue line, of course, we took the long way with the most stairs, but it would not have been an adventure without all of that.  We quickly got on the subway successfully (well someone's backpack got caught in the doors but we were able to pull it through just in time.)  We knew the name and number of our stop from the subway map and fortunately I was able to understand which stops we were at so that when it came time we were able to be ready.  We walked up the stairs from the subway and found our destination.  On the outside it appeared to be a mall, not really fancy on the outside, actually kind of blah.  No huge sign with flashing lights saying, "Dreamtown!"  Just a small, not to flashy sign that told us we were there.  Honestly from the outside, i didn't have very high hopes of this place.  Everything around it that we saw , including the outside of the building was pretty "bland and kind of dirty" 

However, that impression could not have been further from the truth. The inside of the mall was pretty AMERICANIZED in look and feel.  Very bright and happy.  'Dreamtown' where we were going was located on the 3rd floor.  This was quite amazing to me to think of the engineering of this building with the amount of weight all of these water features on the top.  (We can save the ENGINEERING post for later because some of the apartments we have stayed in seemed pretty sketchy in construction.)  Let me just say "Dreamtown'  was so much fun and it was so nice to have something fun to do to get our minds off of the 'unknowns.'   I could not believe the size of this place.  It encompassed the entire third floor of the mall.  There were basically 3 sections, 1.a kiddie section with many slides and waterfalls and shallow pools and climbing thingies and games and such, 2. a middle section that housed a smaller wave pool for the whole family, water polo, and lazy river, 3. a more adult section with bigger slides (inner tubes, double inner tubes, and no inner tube slides), a huge pool with massage chairs in them, waterfalls, a bar in the pool, hot tubs, another lazy river and another bigger wave pool.  It was really unbelievable.  The decor was really neat.  The adult section had a dino theme, middle and kids more of an undersea theme.  The best part of this is ANDREW didn't scream the whole time.  He actually enjoyed himself.  He really liked the little wave pool and learned to splash.  He even got splashed several times in the face and didn't cry.  This is a boy that SCREAMS bloody murder when giving him a bath.  Praise be to God for helping my little boy not be so scared and upset.  Because he did so well I was even able to go down a few slides, while he let our friend hold him (another answered prayer because currently, I am pretty much the only one he wants to hold him)  Andrew enjoyed the lazy river which is one of my favorite things too.  We ended the day riding the subway back to town and eating at the Ukrainian buffet.  Katerina though she had fallen asleep on the way home, woke right up to the smell of borscht.  Katerina at first did not care for the water attractions and definitely not the slides, but uncle John helped her through this and by the end of the day she was feeling a little bit more adventurous and enjoyed herself.  They both slept pretty well after all of this adventure.  Even little man, slept for about 4.5 hours in a row.  Sorry I didn't get any pictures, because well cameras and water= not good.

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Passports:
No news on ours.  One RR family should be picking theirs up in the morning and flying home Saturday.  One RR family, adopting 2 kids, got 1 of 2 passports.  I am praying that they get the 2nd tomorrow morning so they can also go home this weekend.  Though it will not be the same without them, they have a wedding to attend next Saturday  (the bride is here in Ukraine helping her dad finish the trip).  The other 3 of us RR families are still waiting.  While 1 other family waits the dad is returning home tomorrow morning, thus the mom will be here alone.  I know how this feels and how difficult it is, so please pray for this family.  The other family besides us are just hanging in there.  Fortunately, she brought her other 2 children with her so she is not separated from them, but it is hard for them to be far away from home. Her husband is also in the military so he is not with her, but she does have her brother in law to help her too.  Please pray that she gets her 1 passport soon so that these children can get back to their routine and a familiar place.  I will also note that one of the little boys has been a prayer warrior for Andrew.  He would often ask his mom to see Andrew's picture on RR and pray for him to find a mommy.  Such a little sweet man. 

There are other families waiting or soon to be waiting.  One family was able to go home and wait while their daughter got to stay here for a little longer.  I know this is hard for this momma and we pray they are able to come get their sweet lil princess soon.  This family as well as those mentioned above have been a huge encouragement to me, especially when I have been feeling down.

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Several have asked how you can pray for us:

1. Obviously passports soon
2. Elena-tomorrow Elena will have her CT scan to see where we stand with surgery.  The original plan was to have surgery at the end of June, when we should have been home.  I am hoping that she can have surgery next week, and that I can be with her.  It is hard to think she could have this surgery without me there.  But, I don't know how long we can continue to wait.
3. Andrew-  he doesn't sleep very well at all.  He screams very loudly at night.  I really think it is because he can not get into a comfortable position.  So when he tries to shift in the middle of sleeping, he can't get to how he wants and screams. 
4. Katerina- I am sure it is pretty confusing for her.  Take her out of the institution where she has many friends and caretakers catering to her every desire, to a mom and dad and (2 grandmother figures), grandmothers go away when we come to kiev, bond with daddy, Daddy leaves. 
5. Ezra- as he works, takes care of the girls (with my moms help), and worries about us here.
6. Juliana-as she tries to figure out why her mama lives in the computer and isn't there to hold her.
7. Kelly-rest, school work, worrying when will I get home, worrying about kids at home and kids here, worrying about how I will get everything done that needs to be done before going back to work on August 2nd.  LOTS and LOTS of worry. That I may trust that God has all this worked out for our good and His glory.
8. And ultimately, that God be glorified in all of this!  
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