We are slowly but surely settling back in from our whirlwind trip to Haiti last week. During the month of September, we somehow spent nearly as much time traveling as we did at home. My house, my work, my kids, my sleep, my email inbox, and my patience are all feeling the results of that. I am SO looking forward to a month of doing nothing. (Nothing other than raising three small children while working from home, of course).We had such a great time in Haiti. It's always an adventure, and this . . .
a thousand words
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stateside
We're back in Miami. We had an amazing visit in Haiti. A-MA-ZING. Every part of it went so well. We had such a good visit with Keanan, a quick and easy signing at the courthouse, a great time with friends in Haiti, and (so far) no flight delays. And Karis: ROCK STAR. She did so well, and now she has a stamp to go with that adorable little passport photo, which had many a customs agent laughing, too.We spend the night here, and then on to LA in the morning. Can't wait to kiss my big kids. . . .
matching superfamily
Look who's matching!(Thanks to Lisa Blah Blah for the matching idea.)We went out and bought some matching shirts for the family - just a small little thing, but I think it meant a lot to the kids. They thought it was very fun that we all had superhero shirts on today. In fact, Jafta and India called us the "superfamily". Nice. Really, it was just the only t-shirt I could find in size infant all the way to adult. But they don't need to know that.All this matching lead me to a fun idea for Keanan. . . .
99 problems but the passport ain’t one
Phewsh. We have a passport. In a shocking display of government efficiency, I showed up for my passport appointment at 11am and left with the passport in hand at 1pm. I was expecting today to be long and painful, but it was actually pretty easy. Dare I say, even a bit pleasant. I only had to wait about five minutes for my appointment, and then they gave me a ticket and told me to come back in two hours for the passport. Karis and I found a shady spot in front of the building and had a little . . .
cold-blooded, ya’ll
Today was the first time in a very, very, very long time that we have all been home with nothing on the schedule. And when I say nothing on the schedule, I mean nothing besides sorting donations and packing suitcases and buying last-minute supplies and treating our clothes with insect repellant and checking the passport status website every five minutes.You know. A free day.Once again, thanks to our amazing friends and a pleading status update on Facebook, we have four huge suitcases full of . . .
the passport problem, and staying off the ledge
I'm feeling a little edgy this week. Could be all the traveling we've been doing this month. Could be the impromptu trip to Haiti we are taking next week. Could be the fact that Mark is at a training all weekend in LA. Could be the three kids thing, the nursing thing, the not-sleeping thing . . . could just be a little lingering post-partum crazy. Whatever the reason, I've been finding myself a little overwhelmed. Okay, a lot overwhelmed.This morning I got myself into a little panic that . . .
“but Jafta doesn’t match”
India is in a stage where she is sorting and categorizing everything she sees. She likes looking at things in her world and pointing out the things that are the same, and then the things that are different. It's a great skill for her to be developing at this age (and probably one bolstered by lots and lots of Sesame Street).However. One of the things that she has been noticing, as of late, is the fact that she and Karis "match", and she and Jafta "don't match". She comments on this fact with . . .
problem (mostly) solved.
My head did not explode. I actually think I've figured out a solution and now I am relaxing a little, and even getting excited. After spending about five hours inputting various time and airport combinations on aa.com, it finally dawned on me that I had booked Mark and Jafta's tickets on the last of our airline miles. I called American Airlines and explained the whole situation. (I might have even cried a little, just for dramatic effect). They put me on hold for a supervisor, who put me on hold . . .
the point at which my head explodes
We just got word from Haiti - Mark and I need to appear IN PERSON to sign before a judge in order for our papers to move to the next stage. I'm not surprised by this - I've been hearing rumblings that it might happen for a few weeks. Haiti is notorious for inventing steps in their adoption process, especially when they get pressure from certain anti-adoption "charities" that I will not mention but rhyme with goonicef. Someone decided this month that all adoptive parents have to sign an affidavit . . .
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