Sunday, July 29, 2007
Here We Are
In all of our glory. Do you like the raccoon eyes on mama? Seriously if this sinus crushing summer does not come to an end soon and bring low humidity and 60 degrees for my wounded little sinus cavities...I might have to resort to more expensive under eye cover up.
Tomorrow is the very last social worker visit for us! Yipee, bringing the end of the seemingly endless check writing extravaganza to adoption related personnel known to visit the cul-de-sac. Yep, we're movin' on up to possible check writing to speech pathologists and pediatric dental officials.
We are required, it appears, to provide the kind folks at the Beijing office matching kids to families photographic evidence that we are indeed NOT axe murders and really do provide unlimited fruit snacks and 10 trillion trips to the Toys-R-Us. Of course I looked at my calendar yesterday, realized I'd have to provide the darling family portrait, did not have a picture of all four of us together and had to beg an old travel mate at the reunion picnic for a photo. She happily obliged and consequently I will not be seriously reprimanded,. Like last time when social worker showed up to collect photos with Starbucks in one hand and files 2 feet deep in the other hand.
Do you think Beijing will care that I have sinusitis and Livi simply would not keep the matching bows in her hair? There was nothing explicitly written in the adoption documents about matching hair bows, although I took the unwritten implication very seriously with my first daughter. Ava Jing and the Muffin Man appear fetching nonetheless don't you think?