<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532</id><updated>2011-11-06T07:31:27.461-08:00</updated><category term='chip in'/><category term='I600A  suspension'/><category term='for sale'/><category term='147million'/><category term='names'/><category term='magnet fundraiser'/><category term='day 1 of travel'/><category term='crazy love'/><category term='letters from anohter world'/><category term='birth certs natasha jaeger'/><category term='appt date'/><title type='text'>Our Girls By Heart</title><subtitle type='html'>Our adoption journey to bring home two girls we met last summer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>199</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2078150387507672637</id><published>2011-11-06T07:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T07:31:27.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>our girls are home. but other kids wait. want to help?</title><content type='html'>ever think about photography? &lt;br /&gt;wish you had a REALLY nice camera? wish you could take better pictures of your kids and grandkids and dogs and cats? wish you didnt have to spend so much to have such a nice camera? well guess what! YOU have a chance to donate just 20 dollars to help bring a little boy home from Serbia. and in doing so YOU GET A CHANCE TO WIN AN AWESOME CAMERA KIT!!! camera, lens, bag, and more! go to &lt;br /&gt;http://myianna.blogspot.com/2011/11/nikon-d3100-camera-giveaway.html&lt;br /&gt;and donate so YOU can have a chance to win a Nikon D3100! kids sell wrapping paper for schools, and you could spend 20 bucks easily on school and sports fundraisers. you could spend 20 bucks easily buying a fancy coffee every day. but you really have a special opportunity here to spend $20 to give a boy a LIFE! and you could win an awesome camera for doing so! well? what are you waiting for? get on over and donate! lets get this little boy a chance at a real future in a family filled with love, instead of a cold sterile insititution where no one will love him as their own. 20 dollars people. thats all it takes. donate and you could win a camera! but if you dont you still win because you helped give a child the gift of a family! THAT is priceless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2078150387507672637?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2078150387507672637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-girls-are-home-but-other-kids-wait.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2078150387507672637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2078150387507672637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2011/11/our-girls-are-home-but-other-kids-wait.html' title='our girls are home. but other kids wait. want to help?'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3524814145749348977</id><published>2010-08-28T21:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T21:13:00.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>really great kids</title><content type='html'>the kids are settling in nicely. Andre hasnt bitten anyone in a couple of days. so that is a big deal. why they hate to play outside I do not know but I have to shove them out the door. Today I said anyone inside is going to work. 3 of the four worked their butts off helping me. Jaeger and Ethan and Ben and Sophie and Andre helped me clean the basement this morning while Eric took the girls to work with him. once they understand what you want MOST of the time they are more than willing to do it. drinking milk sometimes they dont want to do but in general they are mostly compliant and helpful. The girls had a slumber party the other night all sleeping in one bed. that didnt go over so well with the owner/occupant of that bed. We wont be doing that again for awhile, but they still ask evcery night. they LOVE chicken and its the only thing that ALL of them will eat without a fuss. AJ and Jaeger often just refuse a meal because they dont like it. I am not going to beg them to eat. there will be another meal in a couple of hours and by then they usually come to their senses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took them all to the park for the corn feed the other night. they loved it. they liked the corn but not the hot dogs. they liked the soda too. and the playground, and the beach.....Probably they were getting tired of people speaking to them in English and asking them questions they couldnt answer without my translation.  all in all I would say it was a pretty successful outing with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls are so very loving. the boys are becoming more so. Andre crawls in bed with me every morning for snuggles and kisses. sometimes its so early when he comes in that we fall back alseep for awhile. Jaeger responds well to praise. and we are trying to build his confidence by giving him things to do that we can praise him for and also having him do things with Eric, MAN things. like go to the hardware store together. he is a fantastic cleaner. he pitches in better than my other kids. The kids are taking turns drying dishes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think at this point with sophie and ben we were still so much in shock and not to mention jetlagged and getting used to various orthotics but generally the kids were so distant. and I was still not attached to them. It has gone much better this time. I am very happy with the children we brought home. They have fit into our family quite well. Sure they fight like siblings. but thats alright. thats real. I would rather deal with real than fight soemthing you cant see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to switch over to my family blog now. http://Enbergadventures.blogspot.com so please come follow us thee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3524814145749348977?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3524814145749348977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-are-settling-in-nicely.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3524814145749348977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3524814145749348977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/kids-are-settling-in-nicely.html' title='really great kids'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4631902023853196890</id><published>2010-08-25T18:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-25T18:33:43.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>too bad the boys dont sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4631902023853196890?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4631902023853196890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-bad-boys-dont-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4631902023853196890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4631902023853196890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/too-bad-boys-dont-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7275926007882295877</id><published>2010-08-22T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:10:23.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some pics of the kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJzq38zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WmU5D1bG_5U/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJzq38zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WmU5D1bG_5U/s320/012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508344516437340978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJXKDV6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/RPtw0EXU_h4/s1600/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJXKDV6I/AAAAAAAAAgw/RPtw0EXU_h4/s320/013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508344508783482786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJMlq-mI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Hu5iiFUyYiY/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJMlq-mI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Hu5iiFUyYiY/s320/008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508344505946536546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSItA-m1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/UDhEtC76k1U/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSItA-m1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/UDhEtC76k1U/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508344497471134546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7275926007882295877?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7275926007882295877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-pics-of-kids.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7275926007882295877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7275926007882295877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-pics-of-kids.html' title='some pics of the kids'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/THGSJzq38zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/WmU5D1bG_5U/s72-c/012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4648432808228307691</id><published>2010-08-22T13:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T14:00:34.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new kids are real treasures</title><content type='html'>the kids are having a bit of tough love. they seem to be responding. having papa at home to reinforce is helpful. Chicken is cooking in the crock pot. we are supposed to go to Maggie and Jays later to visit. first time we have taken them anywhere. We take this one or that one here and there but not all of them at the same time. thank  goodness its summer so we can be out by the lake and not IN someone's house. these guys are a bit destructive. so far we have lost a light globe and a set of window blinds. seems minor but many near misses! Andre aka AJ aka the wild man is constantly getting himself into a mess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said the kids are bright and funny. The girls get more and more loving all the time and Andre is really getting to like having his OWN mama that stays all the time. Jaeger we have discovered has a penchant for handwriting! He loves to write words! I write them and he copies them. his handwriting is awesome! he doesnt like to go outside. he would rather sit in front of the tv which we limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh we do love them. more so every day. Yesterday Diana let me brush her hair and put it up. Today Natasha let me put her hair up. She NEVER lets me do her hair. I take these baby steps as positive signs. Natasha is very loving and always hugging and kissing us saying I LOVE YOU!!! we always say I love you too so now she has started to say I love you too! when she is the first one saying it. In the orphanage she and Diana ALWAYS had their had back. More and more they are letting it down. letting it hang loose. Diana's hair is longer and thicker and she often keeps it back but does let it hang sometimes. Natasha at least part of every day leaves hers hanging down. its so pretty. nice to see her doing what SHE likes with her hair not what is required or expected. will post some pics soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4648432808228307691?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4648432808228307691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-kids-are-real-treasures.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4648432808228307691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4648432808228307691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-kids-are-real-treasures.html' title='new kids are real treasures'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4535903401399805102</id><published>2010-08-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T15:27:16.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so far today</title><content type='html'>Jaeger has had multiple whiny crying meltdowns because we used the N word(for you nonparents the N word is NO!) Ethan took the boys next door without permission, stayed close to mom for several hours because he keeps taking things, and immidiately took things not belonging to him as soon as I let him loose, Natasha and Diana are probably starving to death because I wont make sandwhich after sandwich for them, Maia whined cryed and snivled because I was making laundry soap and wouldnt let her in while I did, Chrysta had herself a handful of attitude snits, Andre had several meltdowns, chased cars, dumped the pencil sharpener, tasted borax, and tried to eat a handful of cat litter.  umm is it bedtime yet?  I am so ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they did spend the morning playing outside in the water that the rain left. I am sure they wrecked the grass but there was no keeping them out so why fight it? currently the girls are downstairs and the boys are upstairs watching ruff ruffman.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4535903401399805102?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4535903401399805102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-far-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4535903401399805102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4535903401399805102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-far-today.html' title='so far today'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1458776689685565295</id><published>2010-08-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T09:10:31.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the quads and twins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGwF1XgTefI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aFmq7KYjI0Y/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGwF1XgTefI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aFmq7KYjI0Y/s320/003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506782858767989234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaeger ethan natasha (and soon diana) are 8. Maia and Andre are 6. Ben is 6 too but he was downstairs when we took this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1458776689685565295?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1458776689685565295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/quads-and-twins.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1458776689685565295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1458776689685565295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/quads-and-twins.html' title='the quads and twins'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGwF1XgTefI/AAAAAAAAAgU/aFmq7KYjI0Y/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-809235890523334279</id><published>2010-08-17T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T13:46:24.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more on our trip home</title><content type='html'>first of all we had to get up at 2am to get ready to catch our ride to airport at 3. our flight was at 530. there was what would later become a fatal error in our ticketing. but we were all set to fly home. kids were sleepy and not too much trouble. we did ok on the flight to Germany. I must be blocking it out because I cannot recall the seating arrangements. oh wait I remember. Andre and I were with another man across the aisle was diana natasha and another man. cody and Jaeger were somewhere behind us. Andre chatted up the man next to us. wouldnt let him sleep. kept asking him questions. he was very kind and grandfatherly and answered his questions and didnt get mad at him when he woke him. Andre wanted to snuggle up to him to sleep but I was very firm and woudlnt let him. he settled for neutral ground in the middle of his seat. We had FIVE hours in Germany. we played Uno a lot. I spent 23 dollars on water! that they didnt drink but rather used as swords to whack each other with an occasional sip that would require 15 trips to the bathroom to process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY we got on the big plane. drove the kids nuts seeing the planes were there but we couldnt just get on one and go. Andre has a snit at one point while waiting and I was kicked hit kneed elbowed bit had my glasses knocked off while he fought me. I give him credit though for not screaming but only whining and crying about it. In Kiev he screamed bloody murder. &lt;br /&gt;so finally on the plane. Again spread all over the cabin. Andre the wild man with  me. Cody and Jaeger 20 rows back. Natasha and Diana were right behind me in row 22. thankfully there was a woman traveling alone on each end of their row  so they were kind enough to help the girls out with their movie screens.  Andre kept pushing the button for calling the stewardess. I didnt know he pushed it until they showed up and I would apologise. at one point they got a little pissed at me and I got a little pissed at them. I said I cant speak Ukrainian or Russian. He cant speak English, I cant tell him not to do it. can YOU speak Russian? no she only spoke portugese. I dont know why they couldnt just ignore calls to row 22. The girl next to Andre was named Maia. she was from Montenegros and headed for Maryland to be an exchange student. She enjoyed Andre a lot and he enjoyed her. She was a sweet girl. On the other side of me was a man from Nigeria headed to the states to learn about 4G fiber optics. it was neat talking to him. Andre didnt sleep until about 2 hours from Philly. the girls were out long before that. Cody and Jaeger didnt sleep at all. got to Philly and went to immigration and they were stupid and on a power trip and I am absolutely certain what should have been simple will be problematic in the near future for their citizenship. not to mention that they had to STOP working on My case to help a fellow employee process someone else because he coudlnt remember how! GRRR. they fingerprinted the kids. I have never even heard of that. the kids were good sports though. we just adopted 9 months ago. we didnt have to do that then. they argued with me about the kids getting citizenship they said no they only get a green card. GRRR&gt; so we gathered our luggage and ran to check it in again and ran for our gate. thats where the fatal error occured. We were not ticketed for the kids for the last leg of the journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran back to the desk for us airways and I lost it. tears. exhaustion. kids who dont listen. (the boys, the girls were little trouble)helpful son who was also exhausted and getting ready to lose his temper. and do you know what the very kind lady at the US airways desk did? she yelled at me! why dont I have tickets? HOW THE HELL SHOULD I KNOW~! All I know is I dont have them! help me! by the time they figured out that we did indeed pay for tickets it was too late to get them. they gave us gate passes and we ran for the gate. they wouldnt even call ahead and ask them to wait for us. we RAN the entire way and got there and it was too late they were gone. so we went to the us airways desk where lots of otehr people were waiting because THEY missed a connection.  All this time Natasha hasnt been feeling great, they missed their meds, she had been throwing up, she had a swollen tender gland near her ear that wouldnt let her eat. the boys were out of control and RAMMY and nowhere to go because the play area is in another area that we already had to pass out of to get to our gate(which is next to where the help desk is)(oh and in germany they have several play areas, except you cant get to them. they are in the domestic part of the airport and you have to go through passport control and the kids didnt have visas for germany. nice huh?)  so ultimately they gave us overnight at airport marriott in Philly. and meal vouchers. they said we could eat at the hotel or in the airport. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to hotel. man I so wanted to brush  my teeth but I didnt have toothbrush or hair brush I packed them in suitcase. but we checked in and were told no indeed they do not accept food vouchers at the hotel restraaunt. now what am I going to do? I have to feed these kids! so we had to go back to airport ask for gate passes and go through security to get back to the airport part that had the food. Ordered a pizza and fruit at sbarro and the kids were so tired that when we were done they were begging BEGGING to go to bed. so we went to hotel and kids all went to bed and I took a bath. nice hot quiet soak. ahhhh. by this time I deserved it! I was ready to wring the boys little necks! they were just wild and into everything. probably major over stimulated not to mention no reference for what we do at hotels. girls just fell into bed and slept. boys didnt take too long to sleep but at 4 they were all awake again. I finally just got up and we left for airport, even before my wake up call. at least we didnt have to haul much luggage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the gate I got the kids smoothies. they liked them. but the lady at the smoothie place was cracking up laughing at me ordering so many smoothies.once again they had us spread all over the plane. except this time it wasnt even in twos! me in row 1 some one else in ro 9 or 10 someoen else in 21 or 22 just all over. Andre is a wild thing and can not ride alone. besides he is 6 and who wants to sit next to a wild and unattended child? once again the kindness of strangers prevailed and we were able to sit all together in the back and the people who were slated for those seats took our seats elsewhere. so the girls were together cody and jaeger and andre and me. the kids asked me all the way home about papa. all they wanted was papa. it was a two and half hour flight in which they served drinks but anything else was outrageously priced. I pulled out the trail mix and the treat I bought the night before with meal vouchers and wahlah, snack. While we were still an hour out something made ma laugh. If you remember the scene from National Lampoon's christmas where the white trash brother in law is out holding the hose while his RV's waste tank empties into the storm drain, he says "shitter's full!" and that is all I could think of for the rest of the flight after the plane's toilet tank was full half way through the flight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our good friend Uncle Bob picked us up at the airport. He had stuffed animals for the kids. they hugged them all the way home. We stopped at mcDonalds for a playland and they loved running and climbing. they had a lot of energy to get out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived home to waiting sibs who were very happy to see us. Andre and Ben fell into each others arms smiling. Reunited at last. Maia hugged the girls and they were so happy to see Chrysta again. Ethan and Jaeger became fast friends and they are both ALL BOY and have had a great time playing together.  so far everything is going well. Andre doesnt like much to eat but if I can get him to eat ONE bite I either let him have what he wants or he realises hey this isnt so bad and eats it. he even drank his milk at lunch because I refused to give him water. he is 6 and wears size &lt;br /&gt;3T well. he needs to eat!  maybe its honeymoon or maybe they are all so genuinely happy I dont know. but what I do know is that its going very well here. Andre gets more appropriate all the time. Is even starting to cry to me over wrongs against him or hurts. these are 4 really truly great kids. everyone who passed them over is really missing out. they are loving and sweet, the girls are, and andre is more and more. Jaeger is getting better about listening. They all LOVE our dogs and cat. unfortunately our little dog doesnt like them so he is crated most of the time. I am hoping when my mom comes we can work on that. So far the only ones fighting are the same old battles between the kids who were here already and the same old battles between the new kids. no clashes between the old and new. they are all enjoying outside a lot. all the toys that were once old are new again and getting much use. I had to park my car at the end of driveway to stop them from going  into the road. but they are loving the toys. Jaeger came in and took off on a bike. we didnt even know he could ride! natasha we knew could bike but she isnt interested much in the bikes. all in all I would say its going pretty well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-809235890523334279?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/809235890523334279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-on-our-trip-home.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/809235890523334279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/809235890523334279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/more-on-our-trip-home.html' title='more on our trip home'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5595499697616437452</id><published>2010-08-16T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:33:12.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are home</title><content type='html'>after a grueling tearful journey across the world we are FINALLY HOME! many happy faces. If you ever get the chance to fly through Philly, DONT! we are so happy to be home. the kids are all thrilled with each other and we let the honeymoon begin. And I am quite happy to honeymoon after the journey we had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you adopt, dont fly through Philly because the immigration there isnt all that great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5595499697616437452?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5595499697616437452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-are-home.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5595499697616437452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5595499697616437452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-are-home.html' title='we are home'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1109277593077896684</id><published>2010-08-13T07:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T07:21:47.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we got it!!</title><content type='html'>got our visas!! we are going home! Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1109277593077896684?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1109277593077896684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-got-it.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1109277593077896684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1109277593077896684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/we-got-it.html' title='we got it!!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6406115912579029718</id><published>2010-08-12T02:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T03:00:15.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grrr!!</title><content type='html'>I woke up and got a phone call at about 9:10am saying she would meet me at the embassy with my documents. I said WHAT? no one told me I had an appointment. she said yes you have an appointment at 10. so I had to call yulia and find out how I am supposed to get there. so she called me a cab. I went there filled out a billion papers in addition to the papers I brought from home. but the papers that the lady gave me didnt include the birth certs! or visa photos! didnt anyone know that they would want visa photos? they want all of this today. original new birth certs copies and translations. why didnt they include that to begin with in the papers they gave me! also I dont actuallly HAVE the passports IN HAND. they are to be recieved today. so I had Yulia get me a cab home again as I knew there was little water.  I got home to find that the girls had gone out with their friend. Cody told them it was ok. but now I dont know what time we need to go to get visa photos and whatever else I need and deliver to embassy. they only work until 1230 tomorrow! UGH! and the girls are gone and I dont know what time they will return. really they should have waited for me to return. I wouldnt have minded them visiting here. but now I am down two kids and dont know when the appt is that they will be needed for. hope they return soon! If I cant get visas finished tomorrow we cant go home this weekend. I do not want to stay here until next week! our original flight is Tuesday. thats FIVE DAYS AWAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6406115912579029718?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6406115912579029718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/grrr.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6406115912579029718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6406115912579029718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/grrr.html' title='grrr!!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6592914040606440512</id><published>2010-08-11T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T23:01:38.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>passports should be done today and hope for visa appt later this afternoon. medical and visa pick up tomorrow. if all works out we could come home this weekend. sunday has flight available. waiting to hear that passports are DONE and then I will make ticket changes. Andre is making big progress. this  morning he woke to potty and then came and plunked himself into bed with me and curled up and tried to sleep some more. he didnt sleep but was very sweet. he spilled his water and didnt say a word and just got a towel and wiped it up. I caught him though and praised him. he has gotten SO MUCH negative feedback he doesnt even hear his name when you call him. He likes to be called JONATHON. Natasha wants me to call her Jordan. I tried to explain to her that Jordan is her middle name, she has TWO names and Natasha is such a beautiful name. but she says NO NATASHA! JORDAN! I still call her Natasha. she hasnt said anything about it. Diana and Jaeger like to test me in regards to eating in the living room. I could let them eat all over but that wouldnt be fair to them because at home we dont do that. I gave them some cereal this morning and am going to go buy some water and milk and bananas and make some scrambled eggs. dont know if they will eat them though. I throw more food away here than ever before. they want to eat. I cook. I serve. they take one bite and walk away. gosh I want to go home! they dont like my mac and cheese much either. andre wanted noodles so I made noodles. even he wouldnt eat them. he is very fickle with eating. what he eats today he may not like tomorrow. he smells everything first. if it doesnt pass the smell test he wont eat it. well I better go to the store since its still early and I dont know when our passports will be done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6592914040606440512?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6592914040606440512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/passports-should-be-done-today-and-hope.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6592914040606440512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6592914040606440512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/passports-should-be-done-today-and-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5293186745815939155</id><published>2010-08-11T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:32:10.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sadly someone has broken my trust. they are trying hard to redeem themself and appropriate actions have been taken. but I am very sad that they were so upset about something(I have no idea what) that they did what they did. I think it will be awhile before they earn it back again. hard to trust someone who would throw you under the bus for no good reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5293186745815939155?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5293186745815939155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/sadly-someone-has-broken-my-trust.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5293186745815939155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5293186745815939155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/sadly-someone-has-broken-my-trust.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3468477326734809918</id><published>2010-08-09T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T23:05:18.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>andre keeps dancing around chanting YAN-O_KOVICH! lol the other day he said I am andrey yanokovich! and he also will walk around with a spoon or something and slap it on his palm while he struts around showing us he is in charge. this kid is a riot.  he also mentioned the other night that he needs to find a wife(mind you he is SIX!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3468477326734809918?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3468477326734809918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/andre-keeps-dancing-around-chanting-yan.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3468477326734809918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3468477326734809918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/andre-keeps-dancing-around-chanting-yan.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8773109009362984338</id><published>2010-08-09T12:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T12:49:39.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing new. just played in the fontain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbs7XiaVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/09fHWE-x1AU/s1600/085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbs7XiaVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/09fHWE-x1AU/s320/085.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503499572055533906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbsivpWYI/AAAAAAAAAgE/B1jCr7QvbgY/s1600/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbsivpWYI/AAAAAAAAAgE/B1jCr7QvbgY/s320/002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503499565445765506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbsE06ayI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xW_t8qn1Zw4/s1600/009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbsE06ayI/AAAAAAAAAf8/xW_t8qn1Zw4/s320/009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503499557414791970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dima took the girls out this afternoon so Cody and I took the boys and let them play in the fountain. then it rained and Andre jumped in every pudddle along the way home and I pointed out the ones he missed. he was a very happy camper. alas they are finaly quiet. they get so wild at bedtime! they really ae good kidds. they skyped with papa and the others and loved seeing them. Andre kept saying JONATHON! JONATHON! (his middle name, which may become what he is known as) Andre is very tiny indeed, his 3t clothes fit just right. he is 6. another ethan for sure. good thing I know about clothing skinny boys. Ben is only in a 4 or 5 and he is 6 too. It has been fun dressing the girls alike. they like that. I love it. Maia has matching outfits to theirs at home so I will be seeing triple when I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8773109009362984338?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8773109009362984338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-new-just-played-in-fontain.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8773109009362984338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8773109009362984338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/nothing-new-just-played-in-fontain.html' title='nothing new. just played in the fontain.'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TGBbs7XiaVI/AAAAAAAAAgM/09fHWE-x1AU/s72-c/085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4673805639931149767</id><published>2010-08-09T00:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T00:45:17.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>Sprung the kids on Friday. they are with me in SunnyK. in a hot little apartment with lousy air no laundry and nonworking internet. this is hijacked internet that I am posting on. Andre is so dang cute. But he shuns me most of the time. Jaeger is this big strapping boy who whines and cries like a baby when he doesnt get what he wants. Natasha and Diana are very helpful and mostly well behaved. a little sisterly bickering but not much more. Diana likes to hit though when she is mad.  and there is no tp to be found which sucks. but otherwise we are all fine. they loved the zoo yesterday. shower lessons have begun. they are doing ok with that. well better go before the kids tear down the house. and natasha wants me to shower so she can braid my hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4673805639931149767?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4673805639931149767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/update.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4673805639931149767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4673805639931149767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/update.html' title='update'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5662373542833226988</id><published>2010-08-05T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T11:44:54.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>still blasted hot but moving forward</title><content type='html'>We are in ptown. We have received birth certificates for each child. And all tax codes are changed. tomorrow we can take the children and have passport photos made and apply for passport. Will take the children back to Kiev until passports are finished. They can spend some time with Dima this weekend hopefully. If we apply tomorrow we should be able to go back for them on maybe tues or weds.  I am going to request the apartment John just vacated as I am not planning to spend much time there. The chairs pull out in to bed.  I know it has internet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the last couple of days….we have spent in the car or waiting,…in the car. We traveled to Dasha’s city and then on to the place of birth of Diana and that was VERY FAR away. It was a gorgous ride. And we stopped at a little side of the road middle of nowhere place to eat and it was SO QUIET! Absolute silence except for the occasional passing car and us talking. It was all woods all around. A little dog camped out at our table looking for handouts and making us feel welcome. Our driver gave her some bread and she turned her nose up at it waiting for the good stuff. She did like my Tilapia. While we were there in Diana’s home city we had to change her tax code as hers was issued there the others were issued in ptown.  We had to pay the expedite fee in every city. It was a lot of money!  Much more than anyone expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to Andre’s place of birth which was smallish town and we got there late as it was so long driving all over the country to Diana’s place of birth and it seems to take a very long time to change the name on a birth certificate. In Andre’s town the girl was new and was a nervous wreck to do it right. It took forever. We ended up staying over night in that city. There was but one hotel choice. It was not very nice. In fact there was a strip joint next door. Hotel Ptown looks positively palatial after that. Not even a shower curtain in that place! And you had to turn in the remote for tv when you go out. And I am certain there were roaches as it was NOT clean. And they gave us a little “plug in” to catch insects.  There were TWO choices for eating. One was having a “gypsy gathering” of some type we were told so we went to the other.  Flies flies flies. But the borcht wasn’t too bad. Except for the mayo….I thought they put sour cream in borcht? We were not able to get Andre’s birth certificate until midday today Thursday. Then on to Ptown. Another very long windy ride. I have nearly finished my second book this week and Cody finished his. He will have to reread one he already read since he doesn’t have another. I have one more in reserve but tomorrow we will pick up the children and I don’t think I will have much time for reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the orphanage and found Natasha the attorney. She is such a beautiful young woman. She gave us everything we needed to change the tax code. Normally they do not do this at the tax office past one oclock. It was WELL past. About 330 or more.  Our driver who says he is not david copperfield went in there and convinced them it MUST BE DONE NOW. And they did it. In a matter of minutes. Took way longer at Diana’s place of birth to change just HER tax code than it did here in Ptown for THREE of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked into the Ptown Hilton after that. Seriously compared to last nights place, the room we got here for the same cost is incredible! Huge huge huge! We have stayed in APARTMENTS smaller than this!  My only complaint is there is no AC in the bedroom. Oh well.( We didn’t even HAVE AC in that little dive we stayed in last night. It was so blasted hot in there and we were not supposed to leave the window open at night because of insects. About 1 I said either I open the window or I cant guarantee I can behave civilly. A nice breeze cooled things considerably and we slept well for a few hours until it was time to get up. We had Fornetti for breakfast/ it was this pastry with a tiny bit of meat like hot dog inside and mustard. wasn’t BAD but not something I would choose to eat often. When Americans think Pastry we think SWEET! Fruit! Yum!  This was not sweet and not fruit and therefore a little disappointing as it wasn’t what I was looking forward to. But we ate it and chalked it up as another adventure. ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digress. We went to see the kids and they are so wonderful. Diana told me she will take her name Diana Claire and I hugged her and told her she was a love and a good girl.  Dasha had been there yesterday and said that they are excited and also worried and nervous and sad to leave. All sounds perfectly normal to me!  Andre veritably JUMPED into my arms and spent much of our short time there IN MY LAP or in my arms. And he was full of kisses. he also was very proud of his new name and says Jonathon very clearly which is surprising since he is missing most his teeth!  But he wanted to go in that car! And NOW!! Jaeger didn’t even say hello until I tracked him down and hugged and kissed him. He was busy with a remote control car. He was a bit of stinker while I was there wanting to grab my hat. We went out tonight to the store and bought each boy a NYC hat. Both red. I hope he will love that. He wanted a new hat. We got some very cute sun hats for the girls as well and some yogurt for breakfast.   &lt;br /&gt;We went to Stairy Drar for dinner. Was a little more than we have been paying but since I stayed in a dive for my birthday I figured what the heck. for THREE of us it cost about 25 dollars us.  Here I had heard good things about this place and Eric and I walked past it every single day here not knowing it was there. EVERY DAY! Twice a day! Our waiter was extremely shy! I think waiting tables is probably not the best job for him! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow we bust the kids out of there.  If we get everything done here in Ptown, like signing papers, and applying for passport dossier or something of the like, and changing the kids bank accounts over the to the orphanage We will go to Dasha’s city for passport photos. Then back to Kiev where we hope to see Dima. Tomorrow is Friday so if we don’t get to the passport stuff tomorrow we cant until Monday. So I am hoping all gets done. Maybe “david copperfield” can work his magic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5662373542833226988?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5662373542833226988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-blasted-hot-but-moving-forward.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5662373542833226988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5662373542833226988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/still-blasted-hot-but-moving-forward.html' title='still blasted hot but moving forward'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3142825315970230694</id><published>2010-08-03T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T20:39:54.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well I thought we were going to go bright and early. but I guess we now have to wait for the tax codes to be sent from Ptown to where we are in Ccity. which must mean that we can work on that from here? or from Kiev? anywyas we will still go on to get Diana and Andre's (hopefully!! remember Andre's place of birth didnt think they wanted to work today.) birth certificates just not leaving as early as we thought. I skyped with Eric and Chrysta. the internet is a really wonderful thing. it was getting late for them so we had to say gooddbye. and I thought I had to be ready in half hour. turns out I dont. But I am still hoping that waiting for the tax codes means good things. wrap this up in a hurry and get on home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I miss the kids there. I miss the kids here. soon we will all be together and they will drive each other crazy and I will say gosh, I should have had goldfish instead lol. I adore my kids. every one of them. but admit it! even parenting ONE sometimes is a challenge. some days are good some days are bad. I know that will be the way. but to be home all together will be incredible. Ill take the honeymoon period! just get us home together! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrysta, tell the kids Mama loves them. that I miss them every minute. that I think of them in everything I do. and that I cant wait for them to meet their new brothers and sisters! and I love YOU for doing SO MUCH to help out! you are a real peach!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom I miss our calls every day. and I have only been gone a couple days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw horse and cart on 4 lane highway. we see many interesting things here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am tired so maybe I will dress and pack and lie down to wait for the call to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3142825315970230694?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3142825315970230694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-i-thought-we-were-going-to-go.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3142825315970230694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3142825315970230694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/well-i-thought-we-were-going-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8179676118167725605</id><published>2010-08-03T12:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:01:46.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ps its hot here</title><content type='html'>how hot is it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a shower and used up all the cold water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously I took a 20 min shower in all cold water. it was starting to feel warm when I was done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8179676118167725605?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8179676118167725605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/ps-its-hot-here.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8179676118167725605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8179676118167725605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/ps-its-hot-here.html' title='ps its hot here'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7555559730397388007</id><published>2010-08-03T11:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T12:00:17.238-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birth certs natasha jaeger'/><title type='text'>crazy. crazy.</title><content type='html'>left home sunday afternoon. Got to airport in plenty of time for our flight. when I attempted to check in I was told my itinerary had been changed. WHA?  yes, your flight has been delayed 2 hours and you will miss your connections so we rescheduled you on the flight that leaves in half an hour. along with 50 billion other people. so hurry through security. thankfully Cody and I didnt carry on much. and we had on slip on shoes. so we got there in plenty of time for our next connection. until we were told that ......you got it! this flight is delayed two hours! you will definitely miss your connection! so instead of getting in at 430 you wont get in until 1030 and you will have to sit in Munich for so many hours that when you get there your flight wont even be on the schedule board. so we got to munich and waited. at the gate that was listed on our ticket. at one hour before boarding the flight STILL wasnt o nthe boards. and the gate we were at said London.  I finally went to customer service. oh sorry your gate changed. so we moved. it said london there too but shortly after they left our plane arrived and we were FINALLY on our way. of course when we got here our driver was a little upset that we didnt call him. I dont know how I could call. my cell phone doesnt work internationally, or in Germany. THEIR phone that they let me use doesnt work in Germany. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got here and we fell into an apartment(with internet) and I thought I would fire off a quick letter home.  no such luck. the net didnt work. and there isnt any air conditioning. and its about 150 in the shade these days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fitful and HOT short nights sleep we jumped in our drivers car to head for region capital to get birth certs. (keeping in theme with the rest of my kids, none of them was born in the same place so we have to go to each place for birth certs. ps isnt that amazing? 12 kids and not a single one was born in the same place as another!)  one city decided that it just isnt enough to have a court decree they want a notarised letter requesting they do it. seriously. this is the same city we worked with 9 months ago! and they also charged TWELVE times as much as SunnyK. they justified it saying that they have 7 days to do it. if we want it today the cost is 650 Grn. plus it was 200 for the notary! and then it took them ALL DAY to do it. we left SunnyK at 7 to get here at 9 and we didnt get it until almost 530! meanwhile we drove on to the Gplace(where they speak belarussian) where another kid was born. in a matter of two or three hours(including waiting for the lady to show up, and going across the street to the bank to pay for it, and waiting while they did it all) we had birth certificate in our hands. So today Natasha and Jaeger are Enbergs on paper. their birth certificates say we are their parents. tomorrow on to get Diana and Andre's. their cities are almost to Russia! but the city Andre is from says no they dont want to work with us tomorrow. go figure. wait and see on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are staying in the city tht took forever. Your city Dasha. we got some dinner and it took an ENTIRE HOUR for it to arrive at our table. there was not another soul in the place. I think they had to go to MN for the chicken. We had been joking earlier in the day that my luck is whenever we want something, like referrals, paperwork, birth certs, flights, its always NO! so for dinner we laughed that it was just my luck, dinner? NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tomorrow its back on the road. hope to be in SunnyK tomorrow eve and see John and Liesel. but for now, sleep. in this hotel with no air conditioning. and wifi only in the lobby(unless you are technologically advanced and can figure how to use it from your room.....like us lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7555559730397388007?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7555559730397388007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/crazy-crazy.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7555559730397388007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7555559730397388007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/08/crazy-crazy.html' title='crazy. crazy.'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8552598289157892831</id><published>2010-07-31T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T15:50:33.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving romorrow!</title><content type='html'>Nico will pick us up so Dima dont worry about meeting us. We will look forward to seeing you though later in the week when I get the kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we get in we will go to apt and probably crash until Tuesday. then my guess is we jump in with the gathering of birth certificates. Looking forward to being there. NOT looking forward to the long boring ride over there. but its what I have to do to get them home. At least I will have Cody to keep me company. Tell the kids we are on our way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8552598289157892831?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8552598289157892831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/leaving-romorrow.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8552598289157892831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8552598289157892831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/leaving-romorrow.html' title='Leaving romorrow!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6661624785140412278</id><published>2010-07-29T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T11:01:25.972-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heard from the kids again</title><content type='html'>via friends. what a special gift to be able to send messages to them and hear from them via the friends we met over there. I hear my Andre is feeling better and will be back in his groupoo soon. My other kids are well and happy and enjoying summer(as children should!!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh I didnt know how much I would miss them coming home! we have passed the 10 day wait and its official. they are OURS! I cant wait to go get them and bring them home!! I love them so much! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every day the other kids ask if today is the day I will bring home Natasha Diana Jaeger and Andre. and I have to say no, not today.  Sophie couldnt be happier that she can share her room with them. Maia couldnt be happier that I bought them all matching outfits. Chrysta will be happy, she has lobbied for these kids ever since the day we met them. She said we HAVE to get them! She was right. We did. they were ours in our hearts after that first day. we played with lots of kids those days we were there but none stole our hearts the way these 4 did. Ethan is thrilled to have some brothers who can keep up with him. he likes to do all boy all the time kind of stuff and poor Ben just cant. Ben knows these kids he was in groupoo with them. He looooooves the girls especially and asks about them all the time. and wants Jaeger to be on the top bunk of his bed. he and Andre are only ONE MONTH(precisely) apart in age. Cody is looking forward to going to Ukraine. last time he was sick the whole time. oh gosh I cant wait to get them home! I better go pack and get stuff done so I can get there and hug my girls and kiss my boys and see that special Jaeger smile and Andre's squinty smily eyes. so I can play Uno with Natasha and snuggle her and Diana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6661624785140412278?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6661624785140412278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heard-from-kids-again.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6661624785140412278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6661624785140412278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heard-from-kids-again.html' title='heard from the kids again'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5282738541882844806</id><published>2010-07-26T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T07:40:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heard from the kids....sort of...</title><content type='html'>poor Andre is sick again. poor baby. he was just sick 3 weeks ago. hope he feels better soon. would be better for him to be home with Mama when he is sick. soon Andre, Mama will take care of you when you get sick. Mama will hug and kiss you and rock you if you feel lousy. of course you will have hugs and kisses every day not just sick days. but Mama's have special powers when their kids are sick. They know how to make them feel better. Mama kisses and hugs can do wonders. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dima visited with the other kids and sent us some cute photos. here is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TE2eXNKKnwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/v1Yv-XpSI4I/s1600/P3130068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TE2eXNKKnwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/v1Yv-XpSI4I/s320/P3130068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498224841595723522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5282738541882844806?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5282738541882844806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heard-from-kidssort-of.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5282738541882844806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5282738541882844806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heard-from-kidssort-of.html' title='heard from the kids....sort of...'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TE2eXNKKnwI/AAAAAAAAAf0/v1Yv-XpSI4I/s72-c/P3130068.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2868373772479445655</id><published>2010-07-25T12:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T12:14:22.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a fitting song</title><content type='html'>from The Music Man, by Meredith Wilson&lt;br /&gt;There were bells....on the hill,&lt;br /&gt;but I never heard them ringing&lt;br /&gt;No, I never heard them at all,&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were birds....in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;but I never saw them winging,&lt;br /&gt;no, I never saw them at all&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was music,&lt;br /&gt;and there were wonderful roses,&lt;br /&gt;they tell me, in sweet fragrant &lt;br /&gt;meadows of dawn and dew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was love, all around &lt;br /&gt;but I never heard it singing,&lt;br /&gt;no, I never heard it at all&lt;br /&gt;Till there was you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was music and wonderful roses &lt;br /&gt;they tell me, in sweet fragrant meadows &lt;br /&gt;of dawn and dew &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was love all around &lt;br /&gt;But I never heard it singing &lt;br /&gt;No, I never heard it at all &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you &lt;br /&gt;Till there was you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2868373772479445655?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2868373772479445655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/fitting-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2868373772479445655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2868373772479445655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/fitting-song.html' title='a fitting song'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2594048904510436134</id><published>2010-07-25T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-25T06:57:17.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TExCmXYZmWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/M1k2GrEmLIs/s1600/my+babies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TExCmXYZmWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/M1k2GrEmLIs/s320/my+babies.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5497842471991351650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2594048904510436134?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2594048904510436134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2594048904510436134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2594048904510436134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TExCmXYZmWI/AAAAAAAAAfs/M1k2GrEmLIs/s72-c/my+babies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5445595738521413379</id><published>2010-07-24T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T08:30:45.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soooooooo</title><content type='html'>trying to plan my return. tickets are paid for. I have a cd I can cash in. I have MOST of what I need leftover from last trip. I might be able to squeese a little more out of my savings. I havent looked at it lately to know. but I leave in a week and I dont think I have enough money to finish all the paperwork and room and board and driver. Small town and not at all supportive so getting anything done around here is impossible. my ebay sales never go very well. I lose money there. My etsy isnt moving. I usually have a change bucket but thats already been cashed in.  I am scared that I will be there and run out of money and my husband is at home and here I am in a foreign country with 5 kids.  We have enough to pay our bills no problem. but adoption is expensive and we hadnt counted on 5 weeks in country for the first trip. so the bulk of what we saved is already spent on this adoption, there are no reserves. only money that is earmarked for upcoming bills. all ideas are welcome here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5445595738521413379?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5445595738521413379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/soooooooo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5445595738521413379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5445595738521413379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/soooooooo.html' title='soooooooo'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-735501354758690836</id><published>2010-07-22T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:48:47.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Making progress!</title><content type='html'>Bunks are up! girls beds are made up wtih sheets and comforters. Boys bunks are put together just  need to get all the mattresses and sheets on. I have pillows for everyone. girls are on their beds. boys will be when I make the beds. Cleaned out some closets and got rid of some useless stuff taking up valuable space. got plane tickets for myself and Cody. plane tickets for the kids to return home with me. I also have received word from some people who know the children. they tell me all about them. I love to hear what they are doing and how they are. I love to hear about what they have done or how they have been in the past. we have had very kind offers to help with the children, to take us and the children to see sights so the kids can remember Ukraine. I hope we will get a chance to do some of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; what I love most is hearing about the children, MY children(I love to say that), and their past before me. What a gift to get that information. Many adoptive parents know only the life their child has from the moment of meeting and forward. I have been given an insight into their past from people who love them. I used to think that adoptions should be CLOSED CLOSED CLOSED!! but as we go forward, knowing Sophie's birth family and communicating with them gives me great satisfaction. I want for them to know that she is our wonderful beautiful beloved daughter and she means everything to us. I love to show them photos. and now I have these people who have known our other children before we knew them. and I am so happy to know them and hear info about the kids. and to have that connection to their past.  I don't think I could advocate closed closed closed adoptions anymore. children need parents who love them, but also they need other adults who love them, who want the best for them.  Thanks Darina and Dima for all the letters and word of the children, photos and info on their past. what a special gift.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-735501354758690836?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/735501354758690836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/735501354758690836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/735501354758690836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/making-progress.html' title='Making progress!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1984298650872648772</id><published>2010-07-21T14:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T14:12:51.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My boys too!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdixDL-NRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/M3nAg10FoCc/s1600/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdixDL-NRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/M3nAg10FoCc/s320/017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496470465037612306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdiwq8O-pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0l_SygmIly8/s1600/P1090156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdiwq8O-pI/AAAAAAAAAfE/0l_SygmIly8/s320/P1090156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496470458529151634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1984298650872648772?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1984298650872648772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-boys-too.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1984298650872648772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1984298650872648772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-boys-too.html' title='My boys too!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdixDL-NRI/AAAAAAAAAfM/M3nAg10FoCc/s72-c/017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5336001373231938485</id><published>2010-07-21T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T15:50:22.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a cute photo of my girls. yes MY girls. ok they are OURS but I like to say MY GIRLS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdhBn47Q3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zoNtaIHLWZU/s1600/Internet+Explorer+Wallpaper+(2).bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdhBn47Q3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zoNtaIHLWZU/s320/Internet+Explorer+Wallpaper+(2).bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496468550744490866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taken by my friend Darina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5336001373231938485?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5336001373231938485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/cute-photo-of-my-girls-yes-my-girls-ok.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5336001373231938485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5336001373231938485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/cute-photo-of-my-girls-yes-my-girls-ok.html' title='a cute photo of my girls. yes MY girls. ok they are OURS but I like to say MY GIRLS!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TEdhBn47Q3I/AAAAAAAAAe8/zoNtaIHLWZU/s72-c/Internet+Explorer+Wallpaper+(2).bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-9030950641101791754</id><published>2010-07-19T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:21:30.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baby steps</title><content type='html'>ok so I got pillows and the other set of bunks. now we need some rainy days to put them together. The boys are excited to sleep in them. Working on tickets. looks like we can fly sunday for same price as monday. same flights. which gets us in monday afternoon. vital statistics is closed on Mondays so nothing much could have happened that day anyways. so then hopefully we can hit the ground running on Tuesday since we will have to drive all over the chernigiv region to get birth certs for the children as all 4 were born in different places! Nothing is centralised like it is here. so we will have to go to each city and get a new birth certificate for each child. I nested a little today. cleaned up the downstairs hallways and bathroom. I dont knwo what goes on in that bathroom but its always a disaster. got some laundry done. the girls will have tons of clothes and the boys too. still trying to find some small toys for travel. like polly pockets or my little pony. I hope they like it here. I guess if they dont, they will have to get used to it. I finished Andre's papers for school. still 3 kids to go. you have to fill out about a million pages each kid. and its all so redundant. I cant quite bring myself to get excited about filling it all out. not to mention I did this x3 last november and again x2 in May. I suppose I better get used to it. everywhere you go everything you do there is paperwork. and with ten kids thats ten times the paperwork.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-9030950641101791754?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9030950641101791754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-steps.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9030950641101791754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9030950641101791754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/baby-steps.html' title='baby steps'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8222229653033201149</id><published>2010-07-18T15:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T15:25:12.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stuff</title><content type='html'>I miss the kids. still. the old kids are waiting anxiously for the new kids. there is still a ton of stuff needing to be done. am I doing it? no. Bunks need to be finished for the girls(although we did get the beds made with sheets and comforters, just need a ladder and tighten up all the bolts.) bunks need to be put up for the boys. bunks need to be bought for the remaining boys. (and put up) pillows! I need pillows! I need dressers too. and a really large pot for making laundry soap. We need a bigger van that fits us all.(likely wont happen for awhile) I need tickets to return. I thought I had it all set but its on a monday and I didnt even think about how I would get to the airport. so now I have to wait to finalise those plans until I find out what flight we can get on SUNDAY. if its a ton more money I will have to make other plans to get to the airport. Maybe my dad can drive us. Or Uncle Bob. Or my bro. or SOMEONE. I WILL get back there one way or another. hope I have enough money to do everything that needs to be done. spending 5 weeks there really depleted our savings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am a little nervous about Andre the runner. But thats why I am bringing Cody. an extra pair of hands. Everyone says outside of his comfort zone(orphanage) he will be different and I will be all he knows and he will stick close. but I dont know about that with this one. he has a fascination with cars and will walk right up to a car and get in. any car. So he is going to be a challenge I think. The girls I dont worry about at all and Jaeger is old enough to understand and he seems to take redirection well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8222229653033201149?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8222229653033201149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/stuff.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8222229653033201149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8222229653033201149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/stuff.html' title='stuff'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8434988193693133572</id><published>2010-07-14T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T05:31:12.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missing the children</title><content type='html'>thankfully I know people who have been in contact with them since I left and know they are fine.  I am not looking forward to traveling back over there. BEING there is great, and having the kids will be wonderful, but the LOOOOOOOONG travel over there is boring and exhausting. but it will all be labor pains soon forgotten in the jumble of voices as they all say MAMA! MAMA! Hope they wont forget the English they learned. I remember enough of the Russian I learned to still play Uno so I am sure all will be well! lol. Natasha just coudlnt get enough of that game. the others enjoyed it but not as much as Natasha. She is a smart girl and I think she loves the strategy of the game. gives her a chance to think! Oh Natasha and Diana, your sisters are here awaiting your arrival!!! Jaeger and Andre, the boys can hardly wait to share their room with you! and show you around the woods.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8434988193693133572?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8434988193693133572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing-children.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8434988193693133572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8434988193693133572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/missing-children.html' title='missing the children'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4813478712853235914</id><published>2010-07-11T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T20:07:45.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my cuties!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4ea2034a206741e0" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ea2034a206741e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331167761%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB5E6E6816D9919C790C2826F3320519A93E2DC.392ACC9727B1655205C2D6626068B7F46BB6C694%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ea2034a206741e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1FY0TTtjb0JWbEmFD_z3jxU-kAg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D4ea2034a206741e0%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331167761%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5DB5E6E6816D9919C790C2826F3320519A93E2DC.392ACC9727B1655205C2D6626068B7F46BB6C694%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4ea2034a206741e0%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D1FY0TTtjb0JWbEmFD_z3jxU-kAg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4813478712853235914?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4813478712853235914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-cuties.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4813478712853235914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4813478712853235914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-cuties.html' title='my cuties!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3340177171441783503</id><published>2010-07-11T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T13:10:16.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I mention?</title><content type='html'>that I took peanut butter with us and I loved it several times when I was very homesick. but we didnt eat it all and it was in my carry on, I didnt really think about it much.  I brought it over there in my checked luggage. so anyways they questioned it at the airport leaving SunnyK. I explained what it was and they were fine. got to Germany, of course they flagged it too thinking it was liquid. I explained again that it was for sandwich. ok. onward ho. to Chicago. where they TOOK MY PEANUT BUTTER AWAY! I couldnt bring it to minneapolis. it is not liquid. it is not sharp. it is not dangerous. and there is nothing that says you cant have stuff of that consistency. they said NO LIQUIDS. it ISNT LIQUID. It is peanut butter and didnt cost much and there wasnt that much left anyways so I agreed that they could just toss it. wasnt worth a fuss. but I still dont understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3340177171441783503?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3340177171441783503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/did-i-mention.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3340177171441783503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3340177171441783503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/did-i-mention.html' title='Did I mention?'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6741734512888906521</id><published>2010-07-11T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T08:08:58.485-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home and exhausted</title><content type='html'>We are home and I am sick and exhausted. The boys had been sick last week but I just couldnt refrain from hugging and kissing them so I probably have whatever virus they had. We had one last hurrah on Friday night in SunnyK with the Whites and Urbans and Michelle Z and another family whose name I forget. I had felt this thing coming on since Thursday evening. but Friday night when ice cream didnt taste good I knew soemthing was wrong! I ate the ice cream but threw away the cone part I just couldnt stand the taste of it. so we got in late and had to get up early to fly out and I dont sleep on planes. so we were exhausted when we got home. but happy to be here. It is the little things here that make me happy right now. Things like turning on the tap and drinking the water, no worries. things like watching the tv or listening to radio and being able to understand every word. even if we dont care what they are saying we can understand! I happily sat and listened to a woman on her cell phone. I dont recall what she was saying but I listened just because I could! and besides if you are standing in the  middle of the airport luggage area chatting it up it cant be THAT private of a talk. Eric is in his garden weeding like mad. the deer managed to get in despite our efforts while we were gone. but the weeds were much higher than the plants so they nibbled a lot of weeds and only some plants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were only able to get one dog yesterday so I have to go get Mocha today. I want to sleep instead. but I have to go get my girl. hope I dont fall asleep driving! Too bad I dont have a teenaged driver yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids at home were happy to see us and gramma said while they behaved just fine they ARE a lot of work for someone her age. We are happy they were able to be here in their own home for awhile before we got back. it also made getting back easier. I still havent unloaded the car except for my laptop. Since we had roaches at one place I want to open the bags outside and unpack them there and put them right into the laundry. and right now that just seems like too much effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6741734512888906521?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6741734512888906521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-and-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6741734512888906521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6741734512888906521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-and-exhausted.html' title='home and exhausted'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8340172885227120497</id><published>2010-07-10T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T18:58:46.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am now mother to ten</title><content type='html'>we did get court approval for the two boys and two girls(thus effectively seperating the siblings). we are now the parents of ten, barring no appeals in the ten day wait. we didnt have internet access until now(at home in the states) we are exhausted after traveling and being up for 2 days with little sleep and a lot of heat and a lot of driving (and our car wouldnt start after sitting in our friends garage for a month).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8340172885227120497?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8340172885227120497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-now-mother-to-ten.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8340172885227120497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8340172885227120497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-now-mother-to-ten.html' title='I am now mother to ten'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-105569868362030334</id><published>2010-07-08T23:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T23:32:37.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>court was supposed to be in half hour but it is rescheduled for 1130. oh PLEASE get that crazy paper that is missing and get here for court at 1130!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-105569868362030334?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/105569868362030334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/court-was-supposed-to-be-in-half-hour.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/105569868362030334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/105569868362030334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/court-was-supposed-to-be-in-half-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6124097147380494198</id><published>2010-07-08T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:30:02.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Natasha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYnNU-QP6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/gXs8g94atp0/s1600/062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYnNU-QP6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/gXs8g94atp0/s320/062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491619905546502050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6124097147380494198?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6124097147380494198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/natasha.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6124097147380494198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6124097147380494198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/natasha.html' title='Natasha'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYnNU-QP6I/AAAAAAAAAeY/gXs8g94atp0/s72-c/062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-162911545193291994</id><published>2010-07-08T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:26:53.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Diana, Jaeger, and Papa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmdVV5-BI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3wOvItmM2xI/s1600/014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmdVV5-BI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3wOvItmM2xI/s320/014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491619081011984402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-162911545193291994?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/162911545193291994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/diana-jaeger-and-papa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/162911545193291994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/162911545193291994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/diana-jaeger-and-papa.html' title='Diana, Jaeger, and Papa'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmdVV5-BI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/3wOvItmM2xI/s72-c/014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5217123571915983759</id><published>2010-07-08T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:25:25.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little AJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmDem1EgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QmACD2hRwdY/s1600/071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmDem1EgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QmACD2hRwdY/s320/071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491618636822286850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5217123571915983759?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5217123571915983759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-little-aj.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5217123571915983759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5217123571915983759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-little-aj.html' title='My little AJ'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TDYmDem1EgI/AAAAAAAAAeI/QmACD2hRwdY/s72-c/071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6582474286392826929</id><published>2010-07-08T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:17:54.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoon visit</title><content type='html'>much uno was played. sometimes with 2 players sometimes with 3 or 4. for the first time Jaeger came and wanted to play when no one else was playing. I suppose because he got yelled at yesterday for running around after having been sick about 3 days ago. he probably didnt want to get into trouble again. smart boy!  &lt;br /&gt;I explained to the kids via pictures that Papa and I will go home and I will return for them and take them home with me. AJ was a funny boy this afternoon. he is so tiny. much like Ethan, only smaller! Ethan will look like a giant! anyways he was digging with one hand and eating a sour green apple with the other. I offered to hold his apple for him while he digs so he didnt get sand on the apple. he let me hold it for a long time. he is learning for sure. When we arrived this afternoon AJ got a talking to about staying out of the water and he cried because she said he couldnt go outside with us. but she changed her mine and let him come and we stayed away from the water. anyways he was digging and digging a deep hole in the sand box and then BLOOP! he just fell off the sandbox backwards. we both laughed and laughed so of course he did it again. I said oh are you hurt? and grabbed him up and smooched him all over the head and he let me. this is progress. I let him bury my feet in the sand. I love that. he had fun doing it too. We brought candies, and Diana is so funny, she was hiding them in various places in her little bag so she can savor them one or two at a time. no one wanted to say goodbye today as we all know it will be awhile until we can be together again on a daily basis. I promised Natasha I would bring back the photo book for her to keep while we are gone. I wanted to have it for court as it was useful last year. so I will drop it off when we run to say goodbye before leaving here tomorrow. It is easy to see why Natasha is everyone's sweetheart. she is so loving and sweet. she stood in the window watching us go with a big sad face. we blew her kisses and waved. the others had already moved on to dinner. not Natasha. she waved and waved. they are really such good kids that just need a family of their own to teach them right and wrong. and to let them act like kids. This mornings adventure with sailing paper boats got them in trouble. my other kids would have been swimming in the puddle for sure. or at least sitting in it. AJ the clown is the only one who got wet. he just couldnt resist. it really seems sometimes that puddles are just MADE for little boys. or maybe little boys are just MADE to play in puddles. at any rate its a fun thing to do and doesnt hurt anyone and I am rather inclined to let them do it. but alas I am not yet their boss. so we stayed out of the puddles. I cant wait to see their eyes in the spring when the snow melts and the puddles are HUUUUGE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6582474286392826929?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6582474286392826929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/afternoon-visit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6582474286392826929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6582474286392826929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/afternoon-visit.html' title='afternoon visit'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-269974041310998538</id><published>2010-07-08T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T12:05:17.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>note to self</title><content type='html'>AJ wears a size 2T top and 3 bottom. &lt;br /&gt;Jaeger wears a size 6 top, not sure on bottoms probably 6 as his unders were 6.&lt;br /&gt;Diana wears a 5&lt;br /&gt;Natasha wears probably 7 or 8. the 8 top she wears is a little big.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-269974041310998538?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/269974041310998538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/note-to-self.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/269974041310998538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/269974041310998538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/note-to-self.html' title='note to self'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7917609197320284187</id><published>2010-07-08T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T02:27:09.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AJ the rascal</title><content type='html'>doesnt listen so good. doesnt like to hear nee. so I picked him up and took him away since he wasnt going to walk. he is small so it was not taxing. but I was NOT going to let him go. then he tried to BITE ME! scamp! he got a little pat on the behind. Just enough to distract him and get his attention. Really all he wanted was to act like a kid and play in this giant puddle where they had been sailing paper boats but if I let him swim in it not only is HE going to be in trouble I am too. And Jaeger decided it would be fun to grab the other boys privates. those boys need some boundries and HOW! the girls are really fine other than occasional pouts of sulks and soemtimes with a boy they will break out in a hockey game! but the two boys really need to get home and find out that this running amok is NOT going to fly. tomorrow is court. think of us. Please also think of our friends the Urbans as they have court too. They have been our lifelink while stuck over here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7917609197320284187?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7917609197320284187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/aj-rascal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7917609197320284187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7917609197320284187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/aj-rascal.html' title='AJ the rascal'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8700738272088104208</id><published>2010-07-07T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T04:00:15.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>new day new internet problem.</title><content type='html'>The kids were pretty fun this afternoon. Full of hugs and kisses. Except Diana and Jaeger went to fisticuffs over something.  I was very proud of Natasha for sticking with the game this afternoon when in Uno she had only 1 card and had to draw 4. No tantrums just the regular Uno noises we make. I put her hair up like mine she liked that. It was just a pony tail that wasn’t pulled all the way through. Nothing fancy. Diana is the fancy girl. She likes fancy hairdos. Natasha just likes hers out of her face, but not fancy. Andre was such a love this afternoon. Hugs hugs hugs from that kid. A new visit means a new paper airplane. So I gave him a paper and he wanted Natasha to make it for him and the whole time she was doing it he was saying NEE NATASHA! NEE! NEE! And then she handed it to him after it was made and it didn’t fly so he brought it back to me and I made it up my way and we tossed it around and he was happy. Baby steps! But steps indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone really needs to come and get Vika. She is very sweet and loving and affectionate. She comes for hugs and kisses every time she sees us and always smiling at us when we hug and kiss her. I have seen her grow and learn just in the little time I have been able to give her. In a family with fewer kids she would thrive.  Will you be her Mama?  She is 6 and will likely go to the institution soon. She does have another underlying condition.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8700738272088104208?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8700738272088104208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-day-new-internet-problem.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8700738272088104208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8700738272088104208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-day-new-internet-problem.html' title='new day new internet problem.'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7537923469369553725</id><published>2010-07-07T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T03:58:06.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>days run together</title><content type='html'>Well I guess the heat got to them because no one seemed to like anything I had to offer this afternoon. Most days are good but I have to remember they ARE but children and will occasionally act like them!  We got there late because they are not ever ready when we get there anyways. But then they had dinner early so they had to go. So we only got about an hour with them. I guess it works out because Natasha didn’t like her hair the way I did it so she sulked, Diana doesn’t like the name we gave her  because someone else gave her a name. Vasa doesn’t like to be told no and had a little temper.  Andre keeps handing me paper to make airplanes but then tells me the whole time NEE Mama. And does it himself differently. Only his way doesn’t fly and my way does.  So after an hour of this we were ok with sending them in for dinner. Andre is still in the infirmary but they let him come out and play with us. He is doggone cute. My little AJ. Apparently this mornings events were forgotten because he had big hugs for me when he came out and more big hugs for me when he went back to infirmary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was beastly hot today. We walked home after morning visit and were drenched in sweat. We managed to get a taxi to come back after the afternoon visit.  We are counting the days until we can go home. Eric has been trying to get the ladies to do some of our laundry. It hasn’t gone so well. The first day he went down there no one was there. Yesterday, Sunday he couldn’t find anyone around. Today he tried again and they told him no no, tomorrow is laundry day. So I guess he will try again tomorrow. When they will probably just say NO lol. that’s the way things have gone here.  We bought some instant soup mix at the grocery store because there is a water heating thing in our room. But after I looked at it it is basically a bare coil inside the chamber and it really didn’t look all that clean so we opted to skip the soup altogether, although I suppose if you heated it to boiling it would kill anything.  We have managed to have only one or two bouts of tummy trouble so we are trying really hard not to do anything that will make that three or four!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love reading all your comments.  Makes me feel connected to home. I sure miss the kids. My baby doll Sophie I may not put down for a week when I get there.   I told Eric the first thing I want to do is snuggle up with them all and watch a movie, ANY MOVIE, in ENGLISH!  I haven’t heard too much from home except that they miss us. SO I presume all is well.  Can’t wait to get Mocha and Ptera home too. I hope they haven’t forgotten us by now! I am dying to play hide and seek with Mocha. To make PB and Banana sandwiches for the kids, do DO LAUNDRY!, to do menial chores that need doing. I just want to be HOME HOME HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another morning with the kids. Another game of Uno. Or rather several games. All was well until Diana made Natasha draw 4 when she had only one card left. So she got mad and threw her cards down and ran off to pout. We carried on our game without her. But then Diana had to draw or got skipped or something she didn’t like so monkey see monkey do she tossed her cards in and went off in a half sulk in the way of Natasha.  Jaeger gladly took over Natasha’s hand and played until Papa won.  We only got to see Andrey for a couple minutes but long enough to make him a paper airplane since his from yesterday were lost, broken, thrown away, or otherwise disengaged from him.  We just  let the girls sulk and Eric pushed Jaeger in the swing.  The girls inched closer and closer and eventually the two girls and Jaeger were all entertaining themselves nearby.  Then they brought us little apples, as peace offerings I suppose, and Natasha was quick to give us hugs. And all was forgotten. Diana did my hair and then it was time for them to go to lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at the baby house this morning and showed them all the photos of sSphie and Ben.  They were all so happy to see them. I left a good picture of the two with the orphanage director to share around. I don’t imagine they get too many photos of their kids as they move on through the system or go home. As far as I know this is not a huge adoption region. Why that is I don’t know but we have had good experiences here. All of our troubles this time have been on the SunnyK end of things. And the birthplace of the girls(which is not Ptown).  The director and the social worker and the attorney here at Ptown have been fabulous and I would recommend anyone looking for their child that they might consider Ptown.  Beautiful children, gracious people, kind staff.  The children get outside every day. They get fed at least 5 times a day. It isn’t as good as a family but it is a darn good place in terms of orphanages. There are many orphanages that are not nearly as nice as this one, and the staff not nearly as attentive.  When  a kid leaves here and comes home and really embraces family life with little difficulty I think that’s pretty telling that they were treated fairly well where they were. Not like a Mama of their own for sure but decent.  I wish I could show you photos! I made a movie montage of the kids photos. Cant show you till I get home or Sunnyk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7537923469369553725?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7537923469369553725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/days-run-together.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7537923469369553725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7537923469369553725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/days-run-together.html' title='days run together'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-365506255969531199</id><published>2010-07-05T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T04:20:14.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'>same ole same ole</title><content type='html'>except when we got up this morning there was no hot water. not like there was water it just wasnt hot, but REALLY no hot water, as in turn the faucet on hot and NOTHING COMES out! seems to have been resolved while we were at the orphanage with the kids this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andre did something strange today. he is clumsy. and he turned to run and fell right into a hydrangea bush and cut his hand open and he got up and ran away from us. I ran after him and scooped him up and held him in my lap clucking over his poor little booboo. it wasnt that bad and had stopped bleeding already but he fought me tooth and nail saying NEE MAMA! I kept saying DA MAMA! I dont know if he expected  to get in trouble for falling into the bush or get in trouble for cutting his hand or didnt want stinging medicine on his hand. but he wanted NOTHING to do with me. I held him anyways and just talked to him and told him DA mama and he has to get used to Mama if we are going to America. then he wanted papa. surely PAPA will let me down. nothin doin I wasnt letting him go. he lived. I returned him to the infirmary with a kiss and hug shortly after that without mentioning his little booboo. maybe it will help him to learn to trust me. Nothing bad happened, he fell down, he got hurt, and he got held thats all. nothing bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing else new. I tried to upload photos but it used up my internet time and never even posted so I guess I cant show any photos till I get to Kiev or home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-365506255969531199?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/365506255969531199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/same-ole-same-ole.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/365506255969531199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/365506255969531199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/same-ole-same-ole.html' title='same ole same ole'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5348061424480809184</id><published>2010-07-04T02:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T02:39:28.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just  another day in paradise....uhh Ptown</title><content type='html'>Just another day in Paradise. I mean Ptown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has finally cooled off a bit. Still pretty warm but not beastly hot and steamy.  Today is Sunday and we are counting the days until we are back home. We miss the simple things. We miss the kids. We miss the dogs and the cat. There are many dogs and cats running loose here but you dare not touch one lest you end up with a bite! The last night we were in Kiev we went to dinner with John and Charissa and these two HUGE dogs were out with their owner, off leash. The MONSTER sized one barely looked at us but the almost monster sized one decided he needed to check us out and I was a little worried. Charissa’s heart is about as big as the moon and she reached out to the dog to let it smell her and I automatically said DON’T TOUCH CHARISSA!  Thankfully the dog didn’t seem interested in anything but saying hello and when we ignored it and kept walking he went away.  So we sure miss OUR dogs. Even Ptera the weewee queen! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have still been in the infirmary but they came out again this morning while we were playing Uno with the girls. Jaeger saw me and ran to me and hugged me.  Andrey wasn’t far behind. Andrey doesn’t want to let go once he gets his arms around you. Both boys are feeling a bit better and are anxious to run and play but are not yet allowed. Natasha and Diana are such good loving girls. With the boys out of the picture for a couple of days we have really seen the real Diana.  She is so funny and dramatic. She gets more and more loving every day. She has started batting her eyelashes and creating great drama before laying down her cards in Uno. One day she even kissed her cards! She is a riot and I know she and Maia are going to have a LOT in common. Natasha love love loves Uno. She wants to play again and again.  She sometimes gets mad at Diana when she is trying to be funny and sneak a wild card out of the deck and into her hand.  We took some pics of the girls today with papa and with mama. Then each girl wanted to take pictures.  We also brought them a little treat today. We have to do that away from the others so we don’t get into trouble for spoiling their dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wanted to take photos of the other little ones today but it was bath day and everyone was in their underwear and I didn’t think it would be appropriate to post those kinds of photos. Later when they are all dressed up cute I will take photos and maybe you will see your future son or daughter! Dasha is my favorite no doubt. But one of the little boys who used to be really naughty to me has started eating up any attention I throw his way and he isn’t mean.  and he is awful dang cute. I think his name is Sasha. Big blue eyes and sandy hair cut short. Cuuuute!! Zapphirra has started being a little nicer but can stil be a stinker. She does love hugs though. And Vika, sweet lovable Vika needs a mama and soon! She has really started to blossom with just the little bit of one on one attention I have been able to give her. If she had a full time Mama all her own who saw the light in her eyes and the love she has to offer she could really reach her potential(which is really unknown due to her cognitive disabilities)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today because of bath day we only got an hour with the girls instead of two but we enjoyed it. They seem to enjoy our time too. They always want to know about the kids back home. They want to know about Ben and Maia and Ethan and Sophie. And is Cody big? And where are Chrysta’s glasses in this picture? They are very observant girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5348061424480809184?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5348061424480809184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-another-day-in-paradiseuhh-ptown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5348061424480809184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5348061424480809184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/just-another-day-in-paradiseuhh-ptown.html' title='just  another day in paradise....uhh Ptown'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-9091129367638082209</id><published>2010-07-03T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T02:49:15.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back to ptown......again.</title><content type='html'>We are back in Ptown. Did all the paperwork for the boys today. Ironically we were unable to see them most of the morning as they are sick in the infirmary. By chance the nanny brought them out for a bit of sunshine and we got to play with them awhile and love on them.  Poor Andre is really under the weather. Poor guy. He is a really active kid who disappears often and you have to go looking for where he has wandered off to so the nannys don’t yell at him or you. But today he just sat in my lap and let me rock him. He is so tiny. He was pretty warm with fever and then it was like 100 degrees outside so he was pretty hot. He just snuggled up to my chest and let me rock him. He likes to color and draw but he was so tired today that he kept wanting ME to color for him. And have ME draw all kinds of pictures for him. He was definitely NOT himself. I hope he feels better soon. Jaeger really loves his name. Natasha Jordan and Diana Claire seem to think I am telling them their new names are Jordan and Claire when in fact their names will remain Diana and Natasha but with the addition of Jordan and Claire.   I keep saying DVA! Which means two so they understand that they have two names not that I am taking away their current name but they just go on and on about Jordan and Claire. Diana cant say Claire very clearly. It comes out like clayee.  Andre we didn’t talk to much about names as he was so sick.  The girls were very animated today. Asking Yulia all kinds of questions. Natasha wants a doll that wets. Not to be outdone, Diana wants a doll that Kakas. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We filed all the paperwork and then when Yulia went to file the court papers to ask for a court date we were informed that it is time for the 6 month review and they are not currently accepting any applications to the court.  Wont be until the 12. Happens every year July1. YIKES! We wanted to go home on the tenth! But Yulia went and spoke with the judge and he SO KINDLY approved our petition for court and we DO HAVE A COURT DATE for next Friday at 10am.  I sure hope we don’t run into any problems there.  Went pretty smoothly last time but then so did everything else!! Nothing has gone smoothly this time and it is a bit more complicated.  But at least we have a date and we have something to move towards. Of course this means we are in Ptown for the next week. We are so ready to go HOME! We want to see our other kids. We want to be in our own house and watch tv in our own language. We want to be able to move around in our house (we never have more than two rooms here, living/bedrooom and kitchen) unless you could the bathrooms then its 3 rooms. But small. Our last apartment as well as our rooms in Ptown could fit in ours and the boys bedrooms completely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we come home we will have to put up the other set of bunks for the boys, finish setting up the bunks for the girls and get some dressers from thrift/garage sale/freecycle.  We are considering getting another set of bunks for the boys. Ben might like a big bed all his own. He and Ethan could be on bottoms and Jaeger and Andre on tops. Leaving room for a dresser on another wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the kids are doing well at home. I miss them so much. Every day Eric and I will see something and be reminded of the kids and how much we miss them. It  might be a child on the street, a child on tv, a statue, a fountain, anything.  Since internet is so limited for us here and expensive we are going to try a different route tomorrow(Saturday) and see if its cheaper at the post office than it is with the router. Miss you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-9091129367638082209?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9091129367638082209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-ptownagain.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9091129367638082209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9091129367638082209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-to-ptownagain.html' title='back to ptown......again.'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2097524110303906732</id><published>2010-07-01T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:49:44.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miracle of miracles</title><content type='html'>we got our referral AND our paperwork in the SAME DAY! we called Yulia and she said they would be done by 5 so we jumped up and started hiking to the SDA office where Serge met us. we got our paperrs! our walking papers as teh case may be. it  means tomorrow we are off to Ptown to file for the boys. and all is on track for court next week. as soon as I have a date I will confirm the tickets home. they are set for saturday the 10th getting in around 830. so while we are in ptown we have to pay a lot for internet. so if you dont hear from us it only means we couldnt find internet cards that day. the hard part is behind us now. wow, did I just say that? we have to go to court and ask to seperate sibs and I think the HARD part is over! boy that says a lot about this experience! miss you all back home. Love to the kids and gramma and papa. cant wait to come home and hug you!!! Maia, take care of your dog Fabio! Ethan, save me some hugs! Chrysta, you are such a good girl! Cody, I cant wait to see yoU! Sophiedoodle, I miss you babydoll! Ben Ben, I lub you. seeyou all sooon!(but not soon enough!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps our phone keeps getting these crazy text messages, that are probably advertisements for sex. so I started calling tem Sext messages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pss Thanks for everything John and Charissa!! we will miss you guys!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2097524110303906732?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2097524110303906732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/miracle-of-miracles.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2097524110303906732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2097524110303906732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/miracle-of-miracles.html' title='miracle of miracles'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2399335784832747053</id><published>2010-07-01T05:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:45:29.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heading back to sda to pick up papers! looking for a miracle here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2399335784832747053?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2399335784832747053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heading-back-to-sda-to-pick-up-papers.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2399335784832747053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2399335784832747053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/heading-back-to-sda-to-pick-up-papers.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2192836410827311414</id><published>2010-07-01T02:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T02:16:46.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WE GOT THEM!</title><content type='html'>we got the referrals for Jaeger and Andre! HUGE hurdle and relief. of course we are still having to hope and pray that the paperwork for them will be done yet today to be picked up and go to Ptown tomorrow and get the paperwork going so we can get court date and get the heck out of dodge! we did see scowly angry lady but she was not yelling at us today, thank goodness. We tried very hard to stay out of her way! we walked home after that. it was a bit of a hike but we walked on the shady side and it wasnt too bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2192836410827311414?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2192836410827311414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-got-them.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2192836410827311414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2192836410827311414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-got-them.html' title='WE GOT THEM!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4587905372890277843</id><published>2010-06-30T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T06:25:13.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we waited</title><content type='html'>and waited and waited. we went out only to get water and groceries. we were back in half an hour. the rest of the day was sitting in this tiny apartment that is no bigger than my kitchen/dining room. we were waiting for word that our documents had arrived and they would be picking us up for sda apppt. except the sda doesnt have any appointments left for the day. which means we spent the ENTIRE day here doing NOTHING for NOTHING! we had planned tomorrow to go to Cherobyl museum. but now tomorrow we will go to sda and wait around for papers that MUST BE FILED on friday in order to get court next Thursday. WHY does this have to be so complicated??? it is bordering on the fidiculous how much paper work and how this crazy process goes. each thing is successive and you can do NOTHING in sync. each thing must wait for the last. we are ready to be home. we have been here since June 9. pushing a month! this was supposed to take two weeks. we are so tired and frustrated. but we are still hanging on hope that Jaeger and Andre will be part of our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4587905372890277843?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4587905372890277843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-waited.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4587905372890277843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4587905372890277843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-waited.html' title='we waited'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6828901915684127573</id><published>2010-06-30T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T02:07:53.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I forgot to mention</title><content type='html'>first thing is HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOM! Love you Mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the things we noticed is that the longer we are here the more we find ourselves missing a certain word in our vocabulary. so we will try to say something to one another and find we cant think of the word we want. I imagine this is what its like for the kids as they are learning English, they dont know enough English to tell what they want, but the word in their native language escapes them, thus making them unable to communicate their needs. Imagine how frustrating that would be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anotehr this is that grammar rules are different here. and people who speak broken English(the people we deal with the most) mix up tenses or word order. I find myself asking things like "why you not do this?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buildings here are much different than home. there is not a smoke detector in our entire apartment. none in the hall that I am aware of. there are open wires and fuse boxes in hallways, hanging light fixtures are common. things that would just never pass muster at home are very commonplace here.  The place we live right now is on the 5th floor. there is no light on the stairs between floors 2 and 3 and the lights on the other floors are very dim and do not carry down the stairwell. even in the daytime it is very dark to take the stairs. the elevator does not always go to floor 5. sometimes it only goes to 4 and you have to walk the rest. sometimes at floor 5 you call the elevator and it only comes to 4 and you have to walk down to it. sometimes you get in and it goes straight up to 5 no problem but you have to be prepared in case it doesnt because you never know when it will or wont. the apartment itself is small but very nice. the hallways are dark dingy dirty and in some cases downright scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the center line is routinely used to make another lane when driving. we walk everywhere we go unless its official business then there is usually a car that picks us up. we would not make it far if we had to drive here! One of our drivers told us that women have only begun to drive here after many years of only men drivers. they refer to them as a monkey with a hand grenade, not sure if I mentioned this before. this same driver has told us many interesting facts about this country. including how to make borcht! he speaks great English(not perfect but we can easily communicate about most topics) and he tells us of his little girl. she is 1. he also told us basswood tree flowers and leaves are used to make tea. never heard of that before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6828901915684127573?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6828901915684127573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-i-forgot-to-mention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6828901915684127573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6828901915684127573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/things-i-forgot-to-mention.html' title='Things I forgot to mention'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5350541197080288831</id><published>2010-06-29T06:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T07:04:02.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the news from Lake Wobegone</title><content type='html'>up at the very crack of dawn to jump in a car and shake and bake our way to Ptown for the day. saw the kids. They were a little standoffish but not overly so. Vasa still cried when we left. The girls want to know WHEN are we going to America! and when can we get our ears pierced? and do you have lots of earrings in America? little do they know that we have LOTs OF EARRINGS just at our HOUSE! they are so cute. so we got the paperwork all done for Diana, it will be signed tomorrow as they cant sign it the day they recieve it for some reason. the social worker who needs to sign it has been the nicest lady to us in this adoption and the last. she is always very kind and speaks softly and smiles and us and tells us its all going to be ok. it will turn out good. I have no worries at all that she will sign. She is the one pushing so hard for us to seperate the siblings.  We also filed for appt with sda. which SHOULD happen tomorrow. we will have to pay a cab(again) to bring the documents from Ptown to SunnyK and then go to SDA and have appt where we asked specifically for TWO kids with special needs. If they only give us one someone is going to be heartbroken. a lot of someones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan is to get Sda tomorrow, get official papers thurs. go back to Ptown Friday and stay until court the next week and return home that weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taught the kids their names today. Natasha tried very hard to say it correctly. Diana loved it but then for a moment thought no she wants to stay Diana. I explained to them that they now had TWO names and she could still be Diana, but now she would be Diana Claire.  Natasha Jordan liked her name too. Vasiliy we had planned to call Jacob but since it is also Eric's nephews name, same last name, and Eric really didnt like that name as much as some others we chose to opt for something similar. Jaeger Vasiliy loved yelling his name as he went high on the swing. Andrey we plan to call A.J.  (Andre Jonathon). he is the perfect A.J. so cute and little and you just want to grab him up when he smiles at you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends of our dear friends the Urbans have invited us to come along tonight for dessert at their house. sounds like fun! and We could never pass up ice cream! But first at some point dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is a photo to keep it fun. this is the girls when they were younger. Our friend Dima took this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCn9Ig7GbVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SidJ5I_35hk/s1600/_094_2~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCn9Ig7GbVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SidJ5I_35hk/s320/_094_2~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488195943646260562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5350541197080288831?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5350541197080288831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/news-from-lake-wobegone.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5350541197080288831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5350541197080288831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/news-from-lake-wobegone.html' title='the news from Lake Wobegone'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCn9Ig7GbVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/SidJ5I_35hk/s72-c/_094_2~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2373890926596884884</id><published>2010-06-27T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T09:21:35.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirogovo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6esjoZ-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/vm-mlViAr1c/s1600/059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6esjoZ-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/vm-mlViAr1c/s320/059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487489338749511650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6eE4C3aI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Vb090NVbiEw/s1600/074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6eE4C3aI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Vb090NVbiEw/s320/074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487489328097713570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6dK20AEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/NrlPrqh7Kl8/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6dK20AEI/AAAAAAAAAdo/NrlPrqh7Kl8/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487489312523288642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have to go there. its gorgous! we had a great time there. We took a cab out there and walked for hours looking at windmills and ancient churches and old thatched huts that were once the way of life.  We wanted to buy a table runner and asked a vendor (a very old lady) how much hers was. she of course told us in Russian. when I told her Ya ne ponymayu she asked something and then at the same time as I said it she said Engliski? we had a good laugh. and she wrote down how much it was. so we paid her for it and I said Spaceba and she laughed and said nyet! Danka Shoen! and then we laughed and laughed and then she finangled us into buying a wooden spoon for our cafe (coffee)so we wont hurt our teeth when we drink our cafe. she wanted us to buy two but we only bought one. then we had some Kvas. it was strange but not bad. it smelled like bread, tastes kind of like beer. After we hiked all the way up the carpathian mountains(ok not really, just the huge hill that the Carpathia exhibit was on) we headed for the exit. When we got there Eric used his STELLAR language skills to find us a bus that took us nearly home(insert eye roll). but the bus ride was interesting and only cost 2 grivna each. thats about 50 cents total. much cheaper than the 8 dollar cab ride we paid for to get there. All our friends are busy tonight and we are exhausted so we just stopped and had some Ukrainian food and came home to veg in air conditioning and rest our blistered feet. It was about 90 degrees out there today and HUMID! so I have blisters on my arches of my feet. Eric fared better in his flip flops. The roads we walked on were cobblestone and sand. some parts were cobbled and others were sand and some parts were cobbles surrounded by sand. so it was rather rough terrain much of the way. but the high heels were out in full force! hope you enjoy some pictures of our day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2373890926596884884?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2373890926596884884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/pirogovo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2373890926596884884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2373890926596884884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/pirogovo.html' title='Pirogovo'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCd6esjoZ-I/AAAAAAAAAd4/vm-mlViAr1c/s72-c/059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1031507475988969307</id><published>2010-06-27T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T02:21:45.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photos of yesterdays adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYD_1b3dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_42gOVTZBI8/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYD_1b3dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_42gOVTZBI8/s320/028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487381127928470994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYDvNiePI/AAAAAAAAAdY/m1SgFmG_hfU/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYDvNiePI/AAAAAAAAAdY/m1SgFmG_hfU/s320/015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487381123466164466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYDHLoHMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/RSbzeB7SBhM/s1600/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYDHLoHMI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/RSbzeB7SBhM/s320/010.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487381112720727234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today we are off to Pirogovo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1031507475988969307?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1031507475988969307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/photos-of-yesterdays-adventure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1031507475988969307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1031507475988969307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/photos-of-yesterdays-adventure.html' title='photos of yesterdays adventure'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCcYD_1b3dI/AAAAAAAAAdg/_42gOVTZBI8/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-565625532234755456</id><published>2010-06-26T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T00:00:58.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dasha</title><content type='html'>Dasha is the sweetest little girl about 4 or 5.  she is in our kids groupoo. I dont know if she has any diagnosis but she is the sweetest little girl. if we didnt already have a fight on our hands for the other 4 I would be fighting for little Dasha. Every day she gives me the sweetest hugs around the neck. she is not in your face like some of the others. she likes attention but doesnt DEMAND it. she likes to play but doesnt enjoy brutalising others during her play. because she is one of the smaller ones she gets brutalised sometimes. she is so gentle and sweet. she smiles and comes running with a hug when we come. (I think we hug everyone in the orphanage when we arrive!) she has dark hair and BLUE eyes. she is very petite. but she has captured my heart. doesnt anyone want a Dasha of their own? she is so precious. I dont think that she thinks we are HER mama and papa but she sure does love hugs and kisses if we are handing them out. someone come get pretty little Dasha. she is such a love. If I thought I could convince my husband I would come back for her myself! but after this experience I am pretty sure he wont be on board with that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-565625532234755456?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/565625532234755456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dasha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/565625532234755456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/565625532234755456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/dasha.html' title='Dasha'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-194603407210432739</id><published>2010-06-26T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T12:47:51.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHEW!</title><content type='html'>left our apartment about 1230-1 and returned home about 10. whew! what a day! its saturday so of course nothing adoption related was happening. so we set out to see some more city. we went to the Great Gates of Kiev. it was really exciting! we got kicked out of a university because apparently we looked like we didnt belong. We also got shooed away from a shopping center we JUST EXITED because we stopped and leaned on teh wall and I looked at a blister on my foot. We had to ask ourselves if I was a tall leggy blonde in a short skirt and high heels if they would have shooed us. We walked through a really nice park/botanical garden behind the university. they let us in there lol. I will post photos of great gates tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Urbans, Lorrains, and Whites for dinner. we had a great visit during dinner. then we walked down to Kreschatik street and some got ice cream. we sat around on a bench chatting and laughing and have such a great time. soon it was almost 10 and no one wanted to go home but it was starting to get dusk and no one wanted to be walking home in the dark so we reluctantly said goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-194603407210432739?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/194603407210432739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whew.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/194603407210432739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/194603407210432739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whew.html' title='WHEW!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6551789494663591555</id><published>2010-06-25T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:54:01.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alas there is hope!</title><content type='html'>in charge lady who comes stomping in yelling every time we go to the office has promised to give us the two boys referral after we get Diana's local approval. the local approval shoudlnt take more than a day(we hope) because the orphanage is really on the ball to help us, they want us to take these kids home and love them. If you EVER get the chance to adopt from there, you will find the kindest most loving people in charge. they dont hesitate to scold a child if need be(but really every kid needs a scolding now and then) but they TRULY TRULY LOVE these children. they know them all personally and individually. but like we said before nothing will happen on monday as it is a holiday and a big one at that. similar to our July4th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6551789494663591555?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6551789494663591555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/alas-there-is-hope.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6551789494663591555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6551789494663591555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/alas-there-is-hope.html' title='alas there is hope!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1013806851376450571</id><published>2010-06-24T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:53:57.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>photos from my friend Dima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2W9gFF5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/2yi80XjRDnQ/s1600/P1030649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2W9gFF5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/2yi80XjRDnQ/s320/P1030649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486570014138242962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2WXMJe0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/rnE94iFlgps/s1600/P1030686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2WXMJe0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/rnE94iFlgps/s320/P1030686.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486570003854097218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2WE4lXKI/AAAAAAAAAco/i6Ts9mMOyYI/s1600/P1030530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2WE4lXKI/AAAAAAAAAco/i6Ts9mMOyYI/s320/P1030530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486569998940200098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2VfnWvzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/2yr0GBdjDRc/s1600/P1030651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2VfnWvzI/AAAAAAAAAcg/2yr0GBdjDRc/s320/P1030651.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486569988935827250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1013806851376450571?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1013806851376450571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/photos-from-my-friend-dima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1013806851376450571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1013806851376450571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/photos-from-my-friend-dima.html' title='photos from my friend Dima'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCQ2W9gFF5I/AAAAAAAAAc4/2yi80XjRDnQ/s72-c/P1030649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7941249390653424782</id><published>2010-06-24T21:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T21:50:25.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BLARGH!</title><content type='html'>A taxi drove our all important documents from Ptown to SunnyK for the mere sum of about 62.50 usd. then we rushed to sda for appointment. where we got.....exactly 1 referral. I am not sure what the deal is, we have been explained to by different people but I still dont get it. they gave us ONLY the sisters. saying sibs come first, we can get the others later. then we had to wait for seperation of sisters. which still remains unresolved but the region is in our favor and will support us to the court. so we finally got that second appt, and we got the other girls referral. but they refused to let us have the boys referrals. they say we have to come back again, and that this is because the boys werent on the petition(because THEY lost one child's file and we couldnt find out his name).  we were told also that because we are seperating the sisters, that they dont like that and we are picking and choosing. oooook. so we arent sure at all what will happen now. we may have to tell two very disappointed boys that we cant take them home. the orphanage is counting on us adopting them and have gotten paper work in order for all of them. we are their last chance. people arent standing in line to adopt special needs older kids. so where do we go from here? someone else got 3 unrelated referrals just the other day. last year we had 2 unrelated and it went smoothly. but apparently 4 unrelated is difficult. why its difficult I dont know. but they are being difficult at that office. and since out representative/translator/facilitator was NOT THERE TO REPRESENT US/facilitate for us/translate for us we really had to just take the one girl and go. Monday is a holiday here. so nothing will happen on any front on that day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7941249390653424782?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7941249390653424782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/blargh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7941249390653424782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7941249390653424782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/blargh.html' title='BLARGH!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-9086487200536889506</id><published>2010-06-24T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T08:34:19.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh fudge</title><content type='html'>tings are not well in camp sunnyk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-9086487200536889506?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9086487200536889506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-fudge.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9086487200536889506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9086487200536889506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-fudge.html' title='oh fudge'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1691679177502732901</id><published>2010-06-24T04:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T04:16:48.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my guess is that since it is 215 they arent going to call today. so we shall go out and see some more city. urbans! call us for dinner!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1691679177502732901?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1691679177502732901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-guess-is-that-since-it-is-215-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1691679177502732901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1691679177502732901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-guess-is-that-since-it-is-215-they.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4233698310620106469</id><published>2010-06-23T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:22:32.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well that was fun!</title><content type='html'>dinner with the Lorraines and the Urbans and then a visit at the Urbans place where they let us use their fancy high falutin telephone to call our kids. THANKS JOHN AND CHARISSA! Maia was so funny, she said well 2 weeks already and 2 more weeks is 4 weeks. isnt 4 weeks a month? yes  maia. but why is 4 weeks a month? I dont know Maia look at the calandar and see lol. sophie wanted us to come home in 5 minutes. Ben wanted us to know that he had a booboo on his face. not sure what thats all about. Ethan was busy watching a movie and didnt have a lot to say. but after we hung up from them we had a fun visit with the urbans, as usual. Missed them when we were in Ptown. Took us about 45 minutes to walk home from there, got home juuuuuuust in time. it was pretty dusky when we got here. we dont go out too much at night/dark time. good thing it stays light so long! good thing there is no crime in SunnyK!hahaahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no news on tomorrow. Guess we will call and check in when we wake in the morning. hoping for appointment!!! BEGGING PLEADING for appointment!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4233698310620106469?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4233698310620106469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-that-was-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4233698310620106469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4233698310620106469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-that-was-fun.html' title='well that was fun!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3506930337758111312</id><published>2010-06-23T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T01:59:04.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAH!</title><content type='html'>GAH! why does this have to be so difficult? its bordering on the ridiculous at this point! we came back for sda. but we DONT HAVE THE CONCLUSION FROM LOCAL PRINCIPALITY! so no sda. wth? so now we sit here with another day on our hands where nothing is accomplished. running out of strength to keep this up. kids at home missing us. us missing them. kids here missing us. us missing them. and yet nothing is moving. we are trapped between a rock and a very hard place much resembling a rock. We are going to go find some lunch since we never did eat breakfast this morning. that is if I can pull it together long enough to go out in public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3506930337758111312?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3506930337758111312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/gah.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3506930337758111312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3506930337758111312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/gah.html' title='GAH!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7037816222164062198</id><published>2010-06-22T22:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T04:00:32.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the whole groupa and some of their caregivers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGddVUUfjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5ZODYd9si0A/s1600/022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGddVUUfjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5ZODYd9si0A/s320/022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485838948378115634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;first child I dont know his name, then Artiom in the yellow. Nastya, Vasa,Natasha, Zaphirra, Diana being held by a caregiver, then Dasha(who is so sweet!)&lt;br /&gt;front row is Andrey, Vika, caregiver, and Sasha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7037816222164062198?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7037816222164062198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-groupa-and-some-of-their.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7037816222164062198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7037816222164062198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whole-groupa-and-some-of-their.html' title='the whole groupa and some of their caregivers'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGddVUUfjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/5ZODYd9si0A/s72-c/022.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4450338441259871401</id><published>2010-06-22T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:26:01.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>more photos of the kids, the little guy is Andrey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGazmvEXGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/vxSvRcY-g7s/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGazmvEXGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/vxSvRcY-g7s/s320/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485836032475946082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGazWLHCQI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IV-1Ya_Az10/s1600/043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGazWLHCQI/AAAAAAAAAb0/IV-1Ya_Az10/s320/043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485836028030159106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGayzY0N_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/hHkYZ7_Wo0Q/s1600/048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGayzY0N_I/AAAAAAAAAbs/hHkYZ7_Wo0Q/s320/048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485836018692405234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGayiTM6vI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1IoC82q3K9w/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGayiTM6vI/AAAAAAAAAbk/1IoC82q3K9w/s320/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485836014105455346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4450338441259871401?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4450338441259871401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-photos-of-kids-little-guy-is.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4450338441259871401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4450338441259871401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/more-photos-of-kids-little-guy-is.html' title='more photos of the kids, the little guy is Andrey'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCGazmvEXGI/AAAAAAAAAb8/vxSvRcY-g7s/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8186687199175816227</id><published>2010-06-22T22:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T22:19:11.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you should go over and see the blog of our new friend Dima. there are lots of photos there of our girls as well as many other kids who wait there. Dima has taken this orphanage as his own and visits and brings treats etc to the children. they all go bonkers when he arrives. Our kids thought they were the best thing since sliced bread! http://det-dom.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8186687199175816227?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8186687199175816227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-should-go-over-and-see-blog-of-our.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8186687199175816227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8186687199175816227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-should-go-over-and-see-blog-of-our.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3973155796759102506</id><published>2010-06-22T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:23:32.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit of the kids program. our girls are in the front (pink and green, green and yellow)and vasy is in the back in the bowtie</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2f1fba0211cbfaf" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2f1fba0211cbfaf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331167762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48499ACA35DAEEE88FC0F6CBF31ABE2090CFFE69.4B00B5E9099B3B2031B74A43D2D73DAAF55FE38C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2f1fba0211cbfaf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEBeMks-LuvEwMSa9uhPh-8tuHeY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v2.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd2f1fba0211cbfaf%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331167762%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D48499ACA35DAEEE88FC0F6CBF31ABE2090CFFE69.4B00B5E9099B3B2031B74A43D2D73DAAF55FE38C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd2f1fba0211cbfaf%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DEBeMks-LuvEwMSa9uhPh-8tuHeY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;this is only one of several songs they did. plus the reciting. I didnt video all the kids with their speaking parts, I wouldnt have understood it anyways! and I knew the mem stick wouldnt hold it all. so I just got their singing and dancing. they loved watching their performance later via our camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3973155796759102506?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3973155796759102506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/bit-of-kids-program-our-girls-are-in.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3973155796759102506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3973155796759102506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/bit-of-kids-program-our-girls-are-in.html' title='a bit of the kids program. our girls are in the front (pink and green, green and yellow)and vasy is in the back in the bowtie'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1885257388910842277</id><published>2010-06-22T07:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:06:53.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>finally in kiev so ....photos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCDDSXpeyRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zQzX1ygMTM0/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCDDSXpeyRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zQzX1ygMTM0/s320/049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485599066490325266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCDDR65xl6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/TdfmFCxpbRg/s1600/038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCDDR65xl6I/AAAAAAAAAbI/TdfmFCxpbRg/s320/038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485599058774038434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vasy is obviously the boy and natasha is in pink sweater, brown hair. Diana stripey sweater blonde hair. go ahead and tell me how cute they are! the girls want their ears pierced. of all things they could ask for thats what they want lol. typical girls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1885257388910842277?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1885257388910842277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-in-kiev-so-photos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1885257388910842277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1885257388910842277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/finally-in-kiev-so-photos.html' title='finally in kiev so ....photos!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TCDDSXpeyRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/zQzX1ygMTM0/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8148715498352591064</id><published>2010-06-22T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T07:02:03.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday</title><content type='html'>WHAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should be in SunnyK now but we have to spend one more night in Ptown because the “committee” on the seperation decided to reconsider and have another meeting. So they were to meet at 230.  Then Yulia was to come to Ptown and pick us up along with some papers and go back to SunnyK. So we went to morning visit with the kids. They are usually a riot and very loving. We take them away from the other kids in the groupa otherwise its chaos and we cant really give them the attention because everyone else is jumping on you.  We play Uno, draw pictures, write letters and numbers, play tic tac toe, and the dot game. We play chase and Frisbee and nokacheli(swing).  This day started off poorly because Natasha got yelled at over something I don’t know what but she hid in a tree crying. Then Diana was crying over something else I have no idea what. Andrey was throwing sand and being defiant. Vasy wasn’t too bad.  Finally we sent them back for lunch thinking we would go back and find lunch and then find a park to wait in until we could visit again because we already checked out of the hotel. They were kind enough to let us keep our luggage at the desk while we went about our business.  Yulia was supposed to come around 5. And yet……and yet….here we are, in ptown.  The committee meeting? Yeah the big cheese never showed! So now they want a letter from a doctor saying Vika is whatever she is. So tomorrow 9am we have to take Vika to a doctor to get a letter that says …something. I don’t know exactly what. Just that she is not normal. She is not developing as a normal child would. Even for a child in the orphanage.  THEN we can go to Kiev.  I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were very different this afternoon than this morning. They were funny and loving and huggy and kissy and played together and shared mama and the toys and the pen. Took turns playing Uno. No tears, many laughs. We did bring candies to lighten the mood and they were well received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were walking back to town to find lunch this afternoon we saw this area where there was a backhoe. And a big hole in the ground. And pipes in the hole. And a pile of dirt. And what do you think was next to the dirt? The two workmen, napping in the shade.  Sounds like this adoption so far, someone is always snoozing in the shade when they need to be working! So we are back in room 207 here at hotel Ptown. It’s the same room we always stay in. and besides we just left it they didn’t have time to fill it again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8148715498352591064?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8148715498352591064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8148715498352591064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8148715498352591064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/monday.html' title='monday'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-9088158367190088958</id><published>2010-06-20T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T02:52:04.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here's the scoop;I nowyouve been waiting</title><content type='html'>The meeting we have been waiting for was not supposed to happen until Monday. Even so, our helper has been calling them every day saying when is the meeting? Is it today? When can we schedule the meeting?  So while she is calling and we are under the impression that nothing will happen until Monday they went ahead and met anyways. Without us. Without letting us know.  And they decided that no they cant separate the girls because they have the same diagnosis.  !!!!  While they do have the same diagnosis, one functions on the level of an 18-24 month old(and is age 5 and half) and one functions on the level of an 8 year old(and IS 8 years old). Everyone is appalled as the people who KNOW these children put in their 2 cents to begin with that they SHOULD be separated. So I guess we move on now with local approval, go back to sda for the other official referrals and move forward and take it to the judge. At least things are moving. Finally. The local social worker and orphanage director as well as the children themselves may have to go to court to show the judge how very different they are and that the social worker and director both believe it is not in the best interest of the children to keep them together.  This means we do not know who is coming home and who isn’t until after court. The judge is apparently a sensible man and hopefully the strong women we have been dealing with will have the right words to convince him that the girls should be separated. The people who had the meeting don’t even KNOW the girls! Haven’t seen them. Know nothing about them.  Why they chose to separate the other sister and not these two I have no idea. So anyways today is Sunday, and apparently bath day so we had to bring the kids back to groupoo early so we have an extra hour to kill before our next visit with the kids.  Tomorrow local approval will happen and is being pushed through. Then SDA hopefully Tuesday for the others. Andrey is very bright and has a terrible speech problem likely due to lack of teeth!  But he is learning English faster than the others and he is 6.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday there were some visitors there to play with all the kids so we were kind of chopped liver most of the day.  We just played with the other kids while our kids were enamored with these visitors. But Natasha kept running back to me to hug me and tell me  Natasha looblu with a big smile. Diana we barely saw. She was very busy visiting with the visiting woman.  I suppose its more fun to talk girl talk when you can speak the same language. Maybe a bit of mom shopping as well.  But today she was herself. Sat in my lap several times in the swing for a cuddle and a tickle. She loves for us to chase her and catch her and give hugs and kisses. Vasy likes that game too. As you can imagine we tire of it LOOOONG before they do!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other kids were absolute monsters yesterday! Naughty! I was happy to leave!! But little Artiom who was such a naughty little buggar yesterday was very sweet today. Maybe he got the message I wouldn’t play with him if he wasn’t nice.  Or maybe he just so badly wanted to be held he decided it was worth it to be nice for a few minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent some time playing with Vika yesterday and while she functions on a pretty low level she does laugh and have fun.  The other kids are terribly mean to her. Poor thing. She gets it from all sides. So I froze our Zaphira and wouldn’t let her play with us because she pushed Vika down.  Another NICE boy was playing and had no problems including Vika so I only let him play with us then after awhile I let Zaphira play &lt;br /&gt;And what do you think?  She was nice.  The kids just mostly run wild. One little girl cries ALL THE TIME over EVERY LITTLE THING! Just stands there and wails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we are headed back to sunnyK for a few days(watch for us John and Charissa!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways that’s the news from lake woebegone. Where all the women are strong, all the men are good looking, and all the children are above average.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-9088158367190088958?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9088158367190088958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/heres-scoopi-nowyouve-been-waiting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9088158367190088958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9088158367190088958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/heres-scoopi-nowyouve-been-waiting.html' title='here&apos;s the scoop;I nowyouve been waiting'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8703541897872539825</id><published>2010-06-18T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T05:34:45.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PS this is for CIndy</title><content type='html'>I have that photo of you and my dad from Jens wedding. The kids were looking at the photos and I said that was my papa. and they said ahhh da, e babushka! which means yes and the gramma! they thought you were the gramma! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8703541897872539825?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8703541897872539825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ps-this-is-for-cindy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8703541897872539825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8703541897872539825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ps-this-is-for-cindy.html' title='PS this is for CIndy'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-483250768089092620</id><published>2010-06-18T05:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T05:29:58.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another afternoon in ptown aka I think its Thursday but who knows how long we have been here.</title><content type='html'>Just another afternoon in ptown aka I think its Thursday but who knows how long we have been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening when we got there(4pm) the kids were finishing snack  and were dressed and ready for us. We helped them get their  tights and shoes on(yes vasiliy wears tights.) and then took Natasha Diana and Vasiliy off by ourselves away from the groupa. What a difference.  We played Uno. We hugged and kissed. We ran we chased we climbed. We sat on the swing, we colored, drew, and watched their afternoon performance on the camera. Vasy has been mothered to death so he was all about getting some Papoo time. They wrestled and chased and hid and climbed and hugged and kissed.   They were wonderful. They were free with hugs and kisses and would come running, arms out to us and we would run and hug them. There were lots of hugs and kisses when we had to say Paka(bye bye) after such a fun time together. Vasy wouldn’t let go of Papoo. He was just about in tears and I am pretty sure big boys of 8 do not cry(if you live in an orphanage) he didn’t want us to go. I kept telling him Utro(morning), we would come back Utro. At 10.  He started ticking off on his fingers the numbers telling us he wants us to come back utro and the next utro and 25 utros. We hugged and kissed him some more. He seems to be a very tender loving sweet boy who loves to run and climb and play ball. Then we kissed the girls and said Paka. Their evening meal was already being served so we didn’t want them to miss out on anything.  After our hour’s walk home we had an adventure trying to find dish soap. Try to explain what you want when they don’t understand you and you don’t understand them and you do not know enough words in Russian to tell them what you want. It was rather funny. But we did end up with what appears to be dish soap.  Those kids are just the highlight of our day. I bet Maia will love the girls. And Ethan and Vasy can climb the trees together and run and play wild boy stuff.  Vasy loves to get wild. But he settles easily and can go from wild boy to snuggles with mama in no time at all.  Now if we could just get things MOOOOVING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-483250768089092620?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/483250768089092620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-afternoon-in-ptown-aka-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/483250768089092620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/483250768089092620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-afternoon-in-ptown-aka-i.html' title='Just another afternoon in ptown aka I think its Thursday but who knows how long we have been here.'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7773689528340826529</id><published>2010-06-17T03:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:48:07.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cute cute cute!!</title><content type='html'>we were invited to watch the kids end of the year performance. oh gosh the kids were darling, ours along with the rest of them! they danced, they sang, they recited. Vasy was so excited to see us. our taxi was late so we were late and I think they held the show for us because as soon as Diana saw us she disappeared behind the curtain and then things got started. the director saved us chairs behind hers. oh gosh they were precious. then they had a sort of off to school ceremony. each child who is going on to boarding school got a backpack(and a darn nice one at that!) school supplies, more school supplies, and a bag of treats.  at the end the director showered everyone with rose petals. then there was much dancing and merrymaking. then it was over. we said paka to the kids and went to lunch. Vasy sure does love hugs and kisses and affection. Diana and Natasha not as much. they were a little more standoffish. but oh they were so beautiful with their hair all done up and in fancy dresses for their dances. I got video and photos but cant upload until I am in SunnyK again as it uses up too my entire amount of internet minutes. So sadly no photos for you all until we either find wifi or are back in SunnyK and can mooch off the Urbans.(whom we miss terribly! dinner isnt the same without you guys!!) still waiting on the  meeting. they say it probably wont happen until Monday but we feel at peace that they will agree. keep your fingers crossed though just in case!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7773689528340826529?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7773689528340826529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-cute-cute.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7773689528340826529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7773689528340826529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-cute-cute.html' title='cute cute cute!!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7991679675477656882</id><published>2010-06-17T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T03:41:37.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to the boom town</title><content type='html'>Ptown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left Sunny K at 10 (yesterday) and got here to Ptown by about noon. The driver helped us get our luggage to our room(same one we stayed in last time!) and pay the bill. Then we were on our own.&lt;br /&gt;We went to visit with the kids today.  We went into the groupa and Andre saw us first and came running and hugging. Then Vasy. We hugged the girls and pretty soon every kid in the place was hugging us jumping on us calling us mama and papa.  I gave Vika lots of loves, she enjoys that. Natasha showed me her fancy outfit for their upcoming program and the fancy shoes she will wear. I clucked about how lovely they were. Diana showed me her fancy shoes too.  They had all just gotten up from naptime and had snack so they were all in underpants. It was bedlam. I do not think the nanny appreciated it. But finally she shooed them all to get dressed. I helped Vika get dressed. The girls were telling me all the English they knew. They are amazing.  We all went outside and I got out the Uno cards and we played that with Vasy, Andrey, Natasha, and Diana. There were lots of other little scamps that wanted to play(younger) but I wouldn’t share because I didn’t want them to run off with my cards! Natasha and Diana and I played long after the boys tired of it. Natasha will make quite a gymnast! She is VERY flexible. She showed me her splits and her back bends and she and Diana both showed me their poses. I took lots of photos of lots of little kids. Vasy is SO in need of a loving family. He just hugged and hugged us. couldn’t get enough loving. He was not at all shy about it. Eric played soccer with him a little while, roughhoused with him a little while.  He just couldn’t get enough attention. His love tank is OBVIOUSLY not full. The same nanny was there as last year so she let us play. didn’t question anything.   Taxi fare has increased a bit. And since we can never actually get a taxi to return for us, and it was a gorgeous cool breezy evening we just walked home to the hotel Ptown. I believe tomorrow is their program and they invited us to come. I hope we are right that its tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We went to lunch this afternoon over at the market. Chrysta remember that place?  They have just about anything you could ever need at the market. We also went to get some crackers bread cheese meat etc at the big grocery. We always went to the smaller one last time thinking it was SO FAR to the big one. Well we decided to go to the big one and THANK GOODNESS! They have EVERYTHING there! We got a lot for about 12 dollars.  They have everything there from pool toys, clothes for kids, shoes, liquor, food, water, juice, produce, deli.  Everything. Absolutely everything.  And it isn’t far at all! Probably closer than the other one. The little grocery store was on the walk home so it was convenient but this one is very close we can walk there whenever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my little MTC modem to work. But for a 90 grivna card I sure didn’t get much! I read a few emails, sent one(no pictures just words) and tried to upload a picture to my blog(which didn’t finish) and wham its gone. I think I need to find some free wifi nearby.  There is a coffee shop next door maybe they have wifi and I could go there and have a latte or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I am tired.  I havent been sleeping well. Tonight, having hugged the children, perhaps I can sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7991679675477656882?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7991679675477656882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-boom-town.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7991679675477656882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7991679675477656882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-boom-town.html' title='welcome to the boom town'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7159296438915210855</id><published>2010-06-15T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:56:45.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the latest in the saga</title><content type='html'>we are going back to Ptown tomorrow 10am. if we have to sit around and wait we will sit around and wait while playing with the children. all of the children. any child they will let us play with. might as well have fun here right? and build a relationship with the kids. the kids we hope to bring home, and maybe a bright spot for the ones left behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our last dinner with the Urbans tonight. We went to the local country specific food place. it was good. gosh we will miss them. we have had this nearly parallel adoption journey with them. We have had a great time with them and hope to see them again at some point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped off at TGIFridays for the RRR of the week. Met some people I had been hoping to see but really in a group that big you cant talk to everyone. We did enjoy talking to Gretchen from our home state and enjoyed her little guy Ricky. I got to meet Christine, whom I wish I had more time to talk with as I know she is filled with wisdom. but we had dinner plans with the Urbans so we just had a coke while waiting for them to arrive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now I think we will go to bed emotionally and physically exhausted as we have been up and down the hill several times today and its about a mile and half each way. Thats Eric's estimate I think its closer to two miles, and at some points it feels like its about ten! But we have thoroughly scoured SunnyK in our time here. we have seen TONS of stuff. had lots of good walks. met some great people. but we are ready to be moving on with this and getting on home to our family and kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7159296438915210855?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7159296438915210855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/latest-in-saga.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7159296438915210855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7159296438915210855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/latest-in-saga.html' title='the latest in the saga'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6191025045717186176</id><published>2010-06-15T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T05:01:24.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cancelled while we were IN THE CAB ON TEH WAY! and now we are told it could be a week before anyone can sign the seperation issue. shit. NOW what are we supposed to do? we cant get sda until we get that for natasha. should we go home and regroup? stay and wait? so far we have been here a week and half and all we have accomplished is sda, visit, and file for local permission to adopt natasha. we have dont NOTHING for the others. nothing. we dont even have their referral. we cant officially see them.  this has become a snaggled tangled mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6191025045717186176?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6191025045717186176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cancelled-while-we-were-in-cab-on-teh.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6191025045717186176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6191025045717186176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/cancelled-while-we-were-in-cab-on-teh.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7527506722517896932</id><published>2010-06-15T03:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T03:58:14.044-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>surprise sda meeting in an hour!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7527506722517896932?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7527506722517896932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise-sda-meeting-in-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7527506722517896932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7527506722517896932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/surprise-sda-meeting-in-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2648333385962637043</id><published>2010-06-15T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T01:28:39.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the meeting was cancelled as no one is available to sign the outcome. so we have to sit and wait. it isnt even rescheduled. we cant do ANYTHING ELSE regarding ANY Of the kids. we just sit in SunnyK and wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2648333385962637043?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2648333385962637043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/meeting-was-cancelled-as-no-one-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2648333385962637043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2648333385962637043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/meeting-was-cancelled-as-no-one-is.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4783525985129649966</id><published>2010-06-14T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:03:03.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whirlwinds</title><content type='html'>we got up very early and went to Ptown. we were allowed to meet Natasha and Molly. Natasha is as beautiful as ever. and smart too! can already count to ten in english!  She very much wants to be adopted. the problem comes in that Molly is ...well.... she is Molly/Vika. she is all over the place. I didnt get a single picture. I was completely occupied keeping her out of trouble. she is EVERYWHERE all at once. she is worse than an octopus she is like TWO octopi. She is also very mentally challenged. She is very cute and I liked to make her laugh. She could run circles around Ethan she is so active. Poor Natasha didnt get nearly the attention I wanted to give her.  Natasha does not want her sister to come along. she is worried she will have to be the caretaker, which leads me to believe perhaps there was some family dysfunction before coming into care. We are asking that they consider splitting up the sisters as we can not handle Molly/Vika's severe needs. She doesnt communicate, we are told she doesnt respond well to redirection(I found that myself as well when she nearly broke my glasses after I caught her and redirected her no less than THREE times), she also has emotional outbursts like crying screaming and laughing all at once.  The social worker as well as the orphanage director support our decision.  But all is in the hands of this committee tomorrow who we have to convince to let them be seperated.  This child needs one on one care every minute. If I were to leave a pot on the stove(she is 5 mind you) she would think nothing to grab it. she grabs everything. She is much like an infant in a 5 year old body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do hope still to adopt Diana and Vasiliy. &lt;br /&gt;We did get a chance to see them in passing. We also saw Andrey. they are SO LITTLE!! Andrey told us he is 6 and Vasiliy told us he is 8.  Vasiliy is probably Maia's size or slightly larger. NOT the American 8 year old I pictured in my head! And little Andrey is tiny like Ben only Ben has some squish to him and Andrey is all bones like Ethan. It was fun to see them all again. We are sad that Vika/Molly is so mentally challlenged, we had hoped she would have a better prognosis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we are back in Kiev for the night and will go to this meeting tomorrow morning in some far off city and then go to Pryluky and hope to spend some time with Natasha until we get local clearance then its back to Kiev to ask for Diana and Vasiliy referral permission. so we have to go find some food for the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4783525985129649966?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4783525985129649966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whirlwinds.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4783525985129649966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4783525985129649966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/whirlwinds.html' title='whirlwinds'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1777123506151278841</id><published>2010-06-13T11:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T12:05:00.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just another day in paradise</title><content type='html'>apparently everyone at home is having a great time because I have not heard from anyone in a couple of days. We had a great day here today. weather was windy which cooled it a bit. walked for hours and wandered upon this GORGEOUS park with a view of the river and a beach across the other side of it. we wandered into the back side of St Michael's from the park and listened to the monks singing mass. it was beautiful. we had dinner with the reeces rainbow reunuion. We walked up the hill one last time with our friends Charissa and John. Hope to run into them later when we have to come back here. now we are going to sleep as we have to get up early AM shower and pack and meet Vanya at 640am to head to Pryluky. Not sure when I will have internet again. I bought a 3g modem but it needs a sim card and the guy didnt sell me one of THOSE! so after THAT I should have internet. I hope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night Maia. I love you. Good night Ethan. I love you. Good night Sophie. I love you. Good night Benjamin. I love you. Good night Chrysta and Cody. I love you. and soon goodnight natasha diana molly and jacob.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1777123506151278841?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1777123506151278841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-day-in-paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1777123506151278841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1777123506151278841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-another-day-in-paradise.html' title='just another day in paradise'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2696898390190273617</id><published>2010-06-12T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T16:42:27.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had such fun with the urbans. they came over and we played scrabble and uno and chatted. we laughed so much! it was so good to have friends and laugh. McDonalds werent interested in joining us. I guess they had enough togetherness this afternoon. we had a great time though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am up at 2am though because there are always noises around this time and they sound like they are here in THIS apt and it scares me awake. ghosts? neighbors? roaches? then I went to the bathroom and there was a roach in there and went back to bed and a spider crawled on me. we already sleep with the lights on. not sure what else to do other than MOVE! monday cant come quick enough for me. so I figured since its the middle of night here its day back at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2696898390190273617?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2696898390190273617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-had-such-fun-with-urbans.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2696898390190273617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2696898390190273617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/we-had-such-fun-with-urbans.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4694329075872960229</id><published>2010-06-12T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:39:19.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waiting</title><content type='html'>it feels like we are spinning our wheels here. we are doing nothing to get our kids, and yet still have to be away from our other kids. it is hard to just sit around waiting for monday. Nothing happens on the weekend, much like the US. So while we have the papers we need, we can do nothing with them until Monday. I guess its been about long enough because I am missing the kids something awful tonight. We had a good day out with the MCDonald family and the Urbans but then we came home and I am starting to lose it. I wanna hold my babies. I wanna hold Maia's hand. I wanna grab a scrappy Ethan by the arm and put him in a bear hug to calm him like I do. I want Ben to hug Mama's leg and say I Lub you mama. I want to feel Sophie snuggle into my shoulder like a baby so I can squeese the stuffins out of her. its very hard to just sit here and wait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to the Ukrainian restraunt today. some of the food I liked and some I did not. Eric loved everything he had. Then we went to Kreshatik street and sat in the shade on benches and visited with the Urbans and McDonalds. Urbans are coming over to hijack our internet for a bit then we are going to play a rousing game of Uno. I dont know if McDonalds are going to come over or not, John was going to call them on the way over.  I finished my book already so I am going to swap with Charissa. Chrysta did you finish your book? so anyways I guess thats all the news on the SunnyK front. anotehr beautiful sunny day here. about 90 degrees. hope you all are well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4694329075872960229?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4694329075872960229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4694329075872960229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4694329075872960229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/waiting.html' title='waiting'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-4787897661092706525</id><published>2010-06-11T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T11:26:22.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in Sunny K</title><content type='html'>so another day has ended. We slept in this morning. then lazed around awhile reading. We got dressed and had a little lunch and thought to go out but then Nicholai called and said he was picking us up at 230 to go get our official referral papers. We got those after waiting around for about an hour. We had to give it to Nicholai though to give to Yulia so she can do wahtever needs doing with it to go to Ptown on Monday. but before I handed it over I learned  that Natasha was born the same year as Ethan only 2 months before.  she was born 04/04 of that year. Molly was born the same year as Ben and Maia. but I cant remember if I remembered to switch the numbers in my head as they write the day first then the month then the year when writing a date. so 03.04.05 would mean the third day of the fourth month of the year 05. I know the year is right and makes sense, but I cant remember if I switched the month and day. so I THINK she was born in September that year. but I could be mistken. and alas I wont even KNOW I am mistaken until at least monday. We really know very little about Molly so we are anxious to go and see her and Natasha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we laid down on the bed and were relaxing and reading as the workmen left a huge mess covering the entire room we could do little else. so they came back now knowing we were here. you cant see the bed when you come in the door. so I waited until they unlocked the door came in and were halfway across the room and I said Zdrastvuchia in a light voice. he startled and laughed we all laughed. then we put on our shoes and left them to work. We walked and walked all over up the hill from here. We are pretty familiar with down the hill so we went up instead. We landed back at TGIFridays for dinner. and dessert. We called the Urbans to join us but they were busy.  then we walked all the way back up the hill to our NICE COOL AIR CONDITIONED APARTMENT! wow that was nice after a hot walk up the hill! Only two more days here at Hotel Saint La Cucaracha. then we are off to Ptown to see the girls.  then after a day or two we will be back here to get the other referrals for Diana and Jacob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This brings us to realize WE NEED ANOTHER SET OF BUNKS! and two more mattresses! so when Eric goes home he needs to finish putting up the girls bunks and go buy bunks for Jacob and Ben and put them together. Ben has about grown out of his little toddler bed. and his mattress is shot. so he can go on the bottom, Jacob on the top, and Ethan in his cute little wooden bed that I love so much. We didnt buy them before because we just didnt know if Jacob would be coming home. we are more hopeful now that they have at least found his file. and Serge seems very positive we will have all 4 of them. so Ethan you and Ben are pretty likely getting a new brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other sad news Miss Madeline of Reeces Rainbow, who has my heart, is likely to go to the institution soon. she is scheduled for that to happen this year. Wont someone PLEASE go get her? She has arthrogryposis but that is NOT the end of the world. I have two kids with it! they are a delight and a joy to me.  they are smart and think outside the box. I know of lots of other kids with it as well, and they are bright and beautiful too. She is such a little beauty. dont you want a sweet little brown eyed girl of your own?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-4787897661092706525?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/4787897661092706525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-day-in-sunny-k.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4787897661092706525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/4787897661092706525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-day-in-sunny-k.html' title='Another day in Sunny K'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3936047979469943594</id><published>2010-06-11T01:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T01:51:15.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another night at Hotel La Cucaracha</title><content type='html'>I made Eric sleep with the lights on last night. still he found a roach in bed with him. thankfully it was on HIS side and not MINE! I thought if we had the light on in here they would go to darker quarters in the apartment. apparently the urge to cuddle up was too much and they came out of the cover of darkness to climb in bed with Eric. but no cuddling ensued as Eric shooed the roach away. he SHOOED IT! why didnt he KILL IT!? no he is too soft hearted for that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were supposed to put in AC yesterday. but that got pushed back to today....approximately two hours ago they were supposed to be here. still no AC. trying not to hold my breath as it is likely that it wont happen at all while we are here. chilled quaarters might help with the critters.  Its a bit cooler today and there is a decent breeze coming in. Threw some clothes in the wash machine and will have to get those hung to dry in a bit.  Miss the kids and the dogs and my morning snuggle with Mocha. I bet she misses it too. every single morning Eric would let the dogs out and Mocha would come back in and go tearing down the hall and jump in bed with me. there is no ignoring her either. she will just nuzzle your face until you give her some attention. if you roll over she rolls over the top of you and is back in your face demanding WHERE IS MY MORNING LOVE PAT????  I think I would rather snuggle with a soaking wet smelly dog than the roaches. Not much else is new around here.  just another beautiful day in Sunny K. they tell us it snows here and rains and gets very cold but we just havent seen it. thus the name sunnyK. every time we have been here the sun is shining and its another beautiful day on the Dnieper river. every single day. seriously how can one handle that much sunshine?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3936047979469943594?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3936047979469943594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-night-at-hotel-la-cucaracha.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3936047979469943594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3936047979469943594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/another-night-at-hotel-la-cucaracha.html' title='another night at Hotel La Cucaracha'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-9035744132238259073</id><published>2010-06-10T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T12:24:49.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy naked lady part 2</title><content type='html'>so they decided to go away and not install the air conditioner. then they returned with someone else and said in two hours(8 pm) someone would come to put it in. now we are told that tomorrow at 1030am they will come. so no air for us. definitely on island time here. thankfully John and Charissa were over to use our internet and showed us how to open the second window differently so it opened wide all the way instead of just a little at the top. so hopefully a nice cool breeze will come up. I have to laugh at some of the crazy stories that have come across these adoption blogs as families travel to this area.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-9035744132238259073?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/9035744132238259073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazy-naked-lady-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9035744132238259073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/9035744132238259073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/crazy-naked-lady-part-2.html' title='crazy naked lady part 2'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-169329952820880492</id><published>2010-06-10T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T06:55:48.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>well its official</title><content type='html'>no paperwork today. so we hang out here in Hotel La Cucaracha. at least we have internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yulia forgot to let us know that the apartment people were coming by to put up an air conditioner. that will be nice. we will freeze this place and hopefully freeze out any little buggers that arent welcome. except they had a key and we were blasted hot and naked. you can see where this is going.....&lt;br /&gt;they rang the bell and I grabbed my shirt and before I could put it on they were opening the door but thankfully it hit on an interior door and I hollered to wait a minute and we tossed on some clothes. now they are in the hall discussing how to proceed I suppose, given the crazy naked lady within. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-169329952820880492?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/169329952820880492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-its-official.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/169329952820880492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/169329952820880492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-its-official.html' title='well its official'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3919485089438293660</id><published>2010-06-10T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:57:21.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>appointment</title><content type='html'>so we had our appointment. and while Serge huffed and puffed and sweet talked and begged and pleaded and smiled sweetly at everyone he could they would only give us the referral for the two sisters, which is natasha and molly. so we are petitioning for another appointment for the others. at first they said Jacobs file was lost and they had to find it. then said we should ask at the orphanage for his whole name.  then Serge got a bright idea and asked if I had picture of him. I DID! so they found his file. but like I said they wont let us have referral for them all right now. we also found out that Diana has a sister named Kristiana who is 4 and is already adopted. but later he said they wont seperate siblings. so go figure on that one.  We still know basically nothing about any of the children at this point.  so we are here in hotel La Cucaracha for a few more days. It is not likely that our papers would be ready today so tomorrow late afternoon. Which means we can not go to Ptown until Monday because the officials of the region need to be there when we meet the kids. after we meet them and get local approval(should be only a day or so) then we can go back to SunnyK and ask for more referrals We spent the day with Charissa and John, they were having to file the same papers as we so we were at the notary together.  We also met Toby and Suzanne on the ride to sda. John and Charissa are just across the street from us. might get togehter with them later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3919485089438293660?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3919485089438293660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/appointment.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3919485089438293660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3919485089438293660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/appointment.html' title='appointment'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-8503208931481291257</id><published>2010-06-09T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:30:44.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW</title><content type='html'>ew ew ew eric decided to read and turned on the light and picked up the pillows to move them and what was under mine? A ROACH! ew ew ew. I do not like bugs. he always has this yoda saying and we use it for many things, unfortunately it must apply here. where there's one, there's more. UGH! tell me any bug that may find its way into my bag will be killed in the depressurised plane cargo area. I may never sleep again. thank goodness I slept till 4 yesterday because I dont know when I will be able to sleep again knowing what I now know! ick ick ick ick ick ick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-8503208931481291257?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/8503208931481291257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwww.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8503208931481291257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/8503208931481291257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeewwwww.html' title='EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWW'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-576783632632824234</id><published>2010-06-09T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:18:54.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no sleep. slept too much yesterday. neighbor decided to flush and let the toilet run for twenty minutes then take a shower for another twenty and after that I have been awake. blah. the time change has been hard this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-576783632632824234?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/576783632632824234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/576783632632824234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/576783632632824234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/no-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6414778798071327461</id><published>2010-06-09T12:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:27:36.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>germany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TA_rBu5EJbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/96TrP8BlkPk/s1600/036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TA_rBu5EJbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/96TrP8BlkPk/s320/036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857686532957618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TA_rAlGEuGI/AAAAAAAAAa4/21IL4rtiIiw/s1600/100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TA_rAlGEuGI/AAAAAAAAAa4/21IL4rtiIiw/s320/100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480857666723297378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6414778798071327461?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6414778798071327461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/germany.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6414778798071327461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6414778798071327461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/germany.html' title='germany'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/TA_rBu5EJbI/AAAAAAAAAbA/96TrP8BlkPk/s72-c/036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1182224326423016641</id><published>2010-06-09T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:21:08.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mooch? maybe!</title><content type='html'>I know just enough about computers to be dangerous. After two unsuccesful attempts to use wifi at locations about town I came home to find an ethernet cable and a modem of some sort under the coffee table and thought, hey why not try it? and here I am! posting! on the internet! All I did was plug it into the wall and plug the ethernet cord to my laptop!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The view from our 15th floor apartment is great. we walked waaaaay down to krechatik street this afternoon, after we slept till 4. we went to the mcdonalds we went to a hundred times when we were here with sophie and ben and cody. we had a coke to use the interent except it didnt work. and my battery was running out so we left. We stopped at Leonardo for pizza(which was yummy) and the waiter spoke English a little. told us to come again. I was unable to figure out their internet either. &lt;br /&gt;Well at least we will have internet here at the apartment for now. Not sure what will happen when we get to Ptown. We asked Nicholai about the star modem and he said doesnt work in Ptown, but it DID work just fine when we were there last fall. Will ask Yulia about getting something like that as she speaks better english. On the way under the street(street crossings are underground) we stopped at a kiosk and Eric bought me a white watch with rhinestones and the face of a gal with a ponytail on it. it says new day and the background is mother of pearl(esque). but it wasnt that expensive(around 200 grivnas) and I do love it and best of all I CAN TELL TIME AGAIN!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is our SDA appointment. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! we will go and hear all about the children and their social/medical/ health history and possibly seeing photos of them as youngsters.  Very excited to finally hear about them. will know more about the Jacob situation then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post some photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1182224326423016641?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1182224326423016641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/mooch-maybe.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1182224326423016641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1182224326423016641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/mooch-maybe.html' title='mooch? maybe!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6570398062084609397</id><published>2010-06-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:10:38.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to SUNNY K!</title><content type='html'>Today is Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to sunny K!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual this day dawned bright and sunny. I am not yet convinced that they have anything other than gorgeous sunny days here.   We arrived last night about 130am.  Nicholai, who is very much the father type, picked us up. He didn’t remember us at first but he sees so many families and as we talked on the way to our apartment the light went on and he did remember.  We stopped at the grocery store that doubles as an exchange station and got some money changed and some cheese and meat and jelly and bread. We also got minutes for our phone.  This is how we stay in contact with the people who are here to help us. We can call them day or night. I have heard of some people even calling for help ordering in a restraunt. They are that available to us.  Although we are not at all concerned as we are very happy to be back in this fair city.  We are staying at an apartment on the 15th floor and the view is out of this world! You can see for miles and  miles out our window. It is a pretty small apartment, pretty much just one room.  The bed is right in the living room area. But it works our for us since there is only the two of us.  There is internet next door at the library we are told. But we slept most of the day today(man that felt good) and don’t know if its still open or not. So you may not see this post until tomorrow(Thursday).  We have a bathtub here so I took a nice bath when we got up.  The tub is pretty narrow though! And I didn’t use nearly as much water as I would normally because it would have taken a year to fill that high since the water pressure is not great.  Its kind of like a thick trickle, maybe a little more than that, but not a lot of force or flow. I enjoyed the bath though anyway since I so rarely get them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time in Germany and in the airport met a missionary couple who lives in SunnyK with their two adorable little girls Skyla and Vika.  They had been visiting back in the states and were on their way home to Sunny K. The airport in Frankfurt was SMELLY! Everywhere we went it smelled like toilet or outhouse or diarrhea. It was bad. Thank goodness we went out for the day and didn’t have to sit there and smell that for 10 hours!  One restroom had no towels or towel dispenser of any kind. Another woman was in there at the same time as me and we looked and looked. No drying of the hands in any way. We finally shrugged and left.  With wet hands.  We got back to the airport around 6 or 7 for our 10pm flight out. We went to the gate listed on our ticket. There was a thai airplane sitting there. And lots of asian people waiting to get on. We checked the boards multiple times and our flight wasn’t even up there! So I got the bright idea to go do a desk person where another flight was waiting and explain and ask if he knew anything. After some digging we found it was not B 46 it was B 58 and was down the long hall and downstairs.  So here we were waiting at the wrong gate for an hour.  Then when we got on we found that we were both scheduled for a window seat. Which means there are 4 seats between us.  Thankfully it was not a very full flight and the fellow sitting next to Eric didn’t mind giving up his seat and taking my window seat so we could sit together.  They served us dinner around 1030 or 11. Good thing cus I was STARVED by then. Since we refused to pay 27 dollars for 2 sandwiches and a coke and a water.  Or 7 euros for a bottle of water. (about 10 usd) its highway robbery! Price gouging for sure! You cant bring any in with you so you HAVE to buy it from them if you want anything.  And there is no such thing as a water fountain either. So we were very happy to see dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow(Thursday) we have 9am appt to ask for official referrals of the kids. Then we wait. If they get it all done by that evening then we go to Ptown on Friday and get the ball rolling. HOPE HOPE HOPING that’s what happens because if they don’t get to it until Friday/Friday eve then we wont be able to go start things in Ptown until Monday.   We were also told that Yulia was flying out to Simferopol today so I don’t know if she will be back for our appointment or if someone else will be there with us.  Ok well Eric is out of the shower so I will close this for now and go see if the library is open. Or  maybe find mcDs where they have inernet. At any rate we love and miss everyone and think of the kids so much.  We send hugs and kisses to them. And the grammas and papas too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6570398062084609397?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6570398062084609397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-sunny-k.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6570398062084609397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6570398062084609397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-sunny-k.html' title='welcome to SUNNY K!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-2797362844044497853</id><published>2010-06-09T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T12:09:53.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day 2 travel</title><content type='html'>After not sleeping much last night we got into Frankfurt about noon local time.  We found the luggage storage place and hopped a train to town. We walked and walked all day. We saw churches that were a thousand years old! We had german potatoe salad and frankfurter in the old Frankfurt square.  We had icce cream cones too. Yummy. We saw the river Main. We got rained on a little and then caught a train back to Frankfort airport for our flight to Kiev that leaves at 10pm.  I have been battling allergies to something since we started our descent to Frankfort. I have been sniffling sneezing blowing my nose a lot. It came on very suddenly. All was fine then I started sneezing and have spent the better part of the day sneezing.  A full day in Frankfort on little to no sleep, and feeling miserable, you can bet I am worn out now. We thought we would grab something in the airport to eat. That didn’t go so well. We ran out of Euros and the sandwhich stand wont take a credit card.  But they said I could pay in USD. 2 sandwhiches, a coke and a water. 27 dollars.  We ate trail mix from my bag instead.  I am still starving! I hope they give us SOMETHING on the flight to Kiev. But it’s a bit late for dinner since we arent leaving until 10pm.  We should get into Kiev around 230am. Exhausted no doubt and probably fairly useless tomorrow as we recover.  It was our 8th wedding anniversary today, on June 8th. So spending the day touring Frankfurt was extra special and fun. Even if my feet hurt now!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year when we brought sophie and ben home I remember having to remove my lap top from the bag every time I went through a security check point.  This year I packed the cord in my carry on bag and NOTHING ELSE in my laptop bag with my laptop. I havent had to take it out once. There is no so much as a pencil in there.   So if you are bringing your laptop when you travel, put your cord in a different bag and save yourself the trouble of having to drag your laptop out and put it back 20 times.   I thought I found a freebie wireless here at Frankfurt. Turns out it isn’t free. 8 euros for 1 hour. No thanks. I will just post and save in Microsoft works and post when I see internet.  Missing every one.  Love you all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-2797362844044497853?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/2797362844044497853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-2-travel.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2797362844044497853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/2797362844044497853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-2-travel.html' title='day 2 travel'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-5074022759264440962</id><published>2010-06-07T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T14:32:47.978-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 1 of travel'/><title type='text'>!SCORE!!! FREE WIFI AT DENVER INTERNATIONAL!</title><content type='html'>since our bank gave us about a million twenties to make up the money we needed for the adoption our good friend Bob drove us to a big bank in the city before driving us to the airport. Thankfully WellsFargo was more than willing to go through their money and give us some really good looking hundreds so our money packs were significantly lighter after that! We stayed with Bob and Jeannie last night, they made us a fabulous meal and we had a great time visting with them. Thanks again Bob and Jeannie. Our flight left Minneapolis about 15 minutes late but still arrived in Denver on time. thus leaving us about 5 hours to kill. So we ate some good food. What else is there to do when you are waiting? Eric had a Bison Burger. I had Prime Rib and cheddar sandwhich with rosemary au jus. fabulous.  We took a long walk to another terminal to see the historic giant teepee part of the Denver airport. we also saw some really great hitorical kiosks about Jeppeson.  Look up some info about him. he was integral to the development of commercial air travel as well as arial maps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we called the kids and now we are just sitting here waiting for our 559pm flight to Frankfurt. We are looking out over the front range in the far distance. In the nearer distance we are overlooking a very large dumpster. LOL thats my husbands input for this post. Missing everyone! probably you wont hear from us until weds or thurs. dont panic if we dont write. intenet is spotty and we never know when we will be able to get back on again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so excited to see our girls and spend some time with them. Hope to run into some of you in Kiev!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-5074022759264440962?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/5074022759264440962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5074022759264440962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/5074022759264440962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/blog-post.html' title='!SCORE!!! FREE WIFI AT DENVER INTERNATIONAL!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-3020890530755342558</id><published>2010-06-04T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T16:03:32.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>!Exhausted! Already!</title><content type='html'>kids all showered, mostly packed for everyone. just need blankies and stuffies but we are spending tonight at home so cant pack those till tomorrow. Been to the bank, mostly packed the car. Fed the kids a couple times. pizza in now so we dont have leftovers. I cleaned out the garage and found that our girls WILL NOT LACK for clothes! when your big sister is a fashion plate and mom never got around to getting rid of stuff that means you get lots of VERY nice handmedowns! I found some clothes for Jacob in it all. smells musty though so have to run it through the wash. I didnt buy any clothes for him because I didnt know if he would be joining us. he is in my heart though and I cant go there and bring stuff to the girls and not remember him. So he has some clothes to wear if he comes home. If he doesnt, I will give him the clothes I brought and he can keep them. I would RATHER see him wear them home but at least he will know we care if he can't. mqaybe I ought to pick up some cars too, I hadnt thought of that, I was so focused on the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things I need to get at Target tomorrow when we go to Grammas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch for me&lt;br /&gt;cars for Jacob&lt;br /&gt;pull ups for Ethan&lt;br /&gt;and something else I cant recall! what if its something really important?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAPERS! OHMYGOSH! I need to pack papers! I cant go without that! I could wear the same clothes or buy new ones but I NEED THOSE PAPERS! signing off to go pack them before I forget!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-3020890530755342558?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/3020890530755342558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/exhausted-already.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3020890530755342558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/3020890530755342558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/exhausted-already.html' title='!Exhausted! Already!'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-7543714015547675204</id><published>2010-06-02T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T20:51:12.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the verdict is in</title><content type='html'>jacob vasiliy&lt;br /&gt;natasha jordan&lt;br /&gt;diana claire&lt;br /&gt;molly victoria&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-7543714015547675204?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/7543714015547675204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/verdict-is-in.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7543714015547675204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/7543714015547675204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/verdict-is-in.html' title='the verdict is in'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-6655511313118486340</id><published>2010-06-02T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T19:04:55.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ben packed&lt;br /&gt;ethan packed&lt;br /&gt;sophie packed&lt;br /&gt;eric packed&lt;br /&gt;me-mostly packed&lt;br /&gt;the girls packed&lt;br /&gt;laundry almost finished&lt;br /&gt;cleared the counter in kitchen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to finish my packing and find some clothes for Jacob. I have decided to bring clothes in the hopes that he will come home. if he doesnt, we will give him the clothes or donate them to the orphanage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course to find a name for the girls. we have driven down the name road and back again a hundred times or more. but I just keep on driving....havent found it yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-6655511313118486340?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/6655511313118486340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ben-packed-ethan-packed-sophie-packed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6655511313118486340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/6655511313118486340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ben-packed-ethan-packed-sophie-packed.html' title=''/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308908107571753532.post-1778682393629778355</id><published>2010-06-02T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T12:30:03.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ahem, mother of ten</title><content type='html'>yes. I will be mother of ten. mother of TEN!!! I will leave here mother of 6. I will return as mother of 10. I can hardley wait to tell people when they ask if we have kids that I have 10! technically we will have 12 if you count Josh and Danielle.  they are Erics kids from previous marriage. but they are grown and dont live with us. just.....wow. shocking. exciting. life altering. but do you knwo what? if I had two kids and worked in an office at a desk all day I could never be this happy. My kids are my life. Raising kids is what I do. It's what I do and I love it. It is the best job in the world.  there isnt any monetary gain in this job but the rewards are far and above any money I could earn at a desk job. Maia is my sensetive girl and wants me to be sure and sing her lullaby every night while we are apart. I sing it to her now for the girls. she always asks me to sing tonya's song for the girls. We used to sing it for Sophie and Ben too before they came home. now if I had a job who would miss me like that? who would wake up and go to sleep wanting only me? its good to be in demand. The others aren't as clingy as she is but I treasure all their hugs and kisses too. my entire life is a collection of memories that include children. I cant imagine it any other way. I can hardley wait to bring home the newest additions to our family and start building memories with them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1308908107571753532-1778682393629778355?l=ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/feeds/1778682393629778355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahem-mother-of-ten.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1778682393629778355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1308908107571753532/posts/default/1778682393629778355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ourgirlsbyheart.blogspot.com/2010/06/ahem-mother-of-ten.html' title='ahem, mother of ten'/><author><name>MoonDog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11707506968348810606</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_PL7SdQuefzI/R8wsh7RYLSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jjkxerZIS5M/S220/DSC02099.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
