The good news is that Olga called tonight and it sounds like she was able to accomplish the things she needed to do today for us. So Mila will take us to the Embassy tomorrow morning, Olga will meet us with (hopefully) all of our necessary paperwork, and we’ll be able to post tomorrow night that we’ll be heading home on Thursday.
Chris is stil fighting his cold and luckily the rest of us have not caught it. The weather is not helping him recover as there was a strong, cold wind today. After breakfast and some play time, we found a small park by just wandering the neighborhood. It was the best for Alex because he could climb up the stairs and go down the slide all by himself. At the other park, one of us has to help him get up on the “poised” (train) to be able to get to the slide. And even better, there was no one else there to overhear our bad Russian accents and that we can’t really communicate with Evan.
After play time, we went back to My-My (pronounced Moo-Moo), a cafeteria style restaurant. It’s not easy picking out food, but they have high chairs and so I don’t have to have Alex sitting on my lap as I do with breakfast and dinner (he’s too small to reach the table by himself, and the Moscow place only has three dining chairs anyway…). We will ask our agency for help on how to work on eating habits because not only does Alex shove every bit of food in his mouth, but if Chris and I are trying to eat our food and Evan does not get more because we really believe he’s had enough and will just get sick, he throws a tantrum. And then I think we’ve mentioned before that Alex will shove food into his mouth until it’s overflowing and then try to start chewing it. Hopefully soon they will trust that they do not have to worry about food again, and we don’t have to sneak our own juice or food.
It was nice to see today that Alex is starting to become independent and can play by himself. He’s really trying to say things to us and has the darnedest expressions sometimes. Evan still requires attention all of the time – good and bad. They like to play peek-a-boo and look at the photo album we had put together for the court trip. The title of this post came after dinner tonight when we were all on the floor trying to play. Chris asked Evan in Russian the name of a small stuffed rabbit that the boys found in the apartment and Evan said, “Pe-uke”. Chris and I were dying laughing.
We have some paperwork and payments to review for our big trip tomorrow – we’ve learned to expect that everything will cost more than our agency has indicated… We continue to be thankful that we are able to share our days with you and that you are able to keep us going with your words of encouragement.