Friday's Story

Hello! It's ten at night here...and you all are busy starting your Friday. Today it was more of the same. We went to the orphanage, played with Angelina a bit, and then watched her speech pathologist, as they call her, work with her. This lady was what we would call a therapist kind of. She used toys to teach her how to follow instructions and improve her motor skills. A woman came also to talk a bit to us, and see how we interacted with Angelina. This lady will also be present at our court hearing to give her impression to the judge. In the late aft. we went back again. Everytime we see her, we have to play a bit to get her to warm up to us again. She definitely has a different temperament then Adam. There is a couple and a woman adopting from Sapain here visiting their children also. We all hang out on the floor of this big playroom. It would be very funny to an observer because we all are doing everything we can think of to win our kids over. These poor little children only understand Russian, and we chatter away in English, the others in Spanish, and on the sidelines are the people from our adoption agencies speaking Russian. Tonight for supper, Aleksey's took us to a restaurant, kind of like a cafeteria. We have ate lots of good food since we got here, but Kevin told me about 10 times today that he would give ANYTHING for a cold DR. Pepper and a hamburger!! We have not had iced drinks since we were on the plane. When we pull a bottle of CocaCola aut of the fridge, Aleksey shakes his head and says,"these crazy Americans!" Adam, it was neat to talk to you this morning. We love and miss you!