I'm sure you all have your hands on your hips in disbelief that I would announce such big news of our adoption and then go dark for weeks on end. But I'm sure you'll also realize that mountain towns get about 45 days of summer (okay, maybe 50) and we are soaking it up.
In less than three weeks, my mornings will surely look like this:
Well, minus my man cooking breakfast because that is just not his gift and we have all accepted that. He does bring coffee to my bedside in the mornings though which is key to my day.
Anyhoo, we are still on the adoption paper chase and are waiting on the federal government to issue our I-797, which is will be the last major piece to our dossier to China. We would be thrilled if we could have it all wrapped up and submitted within the first month of school.
Our boys have been asking what we will name our new sister, and instead of answering them, we have asked them what they think we should name her. They all have their favorites, but one fairly lively discussion was brought to a gut-busting halt when our comedian Rufus chimed in, "I think we should name her Mrs. Nesbit!"
Exhibit A that my kids have overdosed on Toy Story:
So, until further notice, our daughter waiting in China is lovingly referred to in this family as Mrs. Nesbit.
I will try to be back soon. But I can't make any promises.