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Can't we adopt tomorrow?

One reason we would like to adopt is because of this wonderful, amazing, little boy...
Not only are we aching for more kids in the house, but he is too.

Tonight Caleb helped me at musical practice (I am directing a show currently). As you can tell, he had a little too much fun with the paint! He was really lucky tonight though because the pianist's daughter was there as well. He had so much fun playing with his new friend! I think he sometimes truly gets bored at home alone. Caleb is one extroverted kid! And he really thrives around others.

On the way home we were discussing what needed to happen right away so he could get to bed in a timely fashion. And he was the one that said, "remember I have to move fast because you have things to do." In my head I was thinking, yep, the dishes need done, a bill paid, ... until he said, "you need to get the adopted stuff done so a kid can be adopted soon. I really wish we could adopt tomorrow. When can we adopt a brother or sister?"

Poor kid. He's starting to understand more and more what is going to happen, which is really exciting; and at the same time, he is really having a hard time understanding that it will still be a long time before his brother or sister will come home.  

If Caleb feels this excited, nervous, and anxious - how are my children across the world feeling? Are they at all old enough to know what is happening? Are they sad they don't have a family? Is an orphanage the only thing they really know and are scared to leave?

I'm thinking about you tonight my little ones - both a bedroom away and an ocean away.
Love you all. Blowing you kisses! Praying you catch them and put them in your heart.
Love, Mommy

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