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A new paper trail

This afternoon we had our orientation call for the Bulgaria program. Our caseworker went over the paperwork briefly and gave an overview of the timeline we will be looking at. It all felt like deja vu. This was our third orientation call - yikes. The bigger yikes though is thinking about the dossier packet we will need to start filling out... deep breath. She is assuring us that a dossier for Bulgaria is much less strenuous than the other two countries we've done dossier's for, but I'm sure it will still be a lot. Oh well, if it means my kids come home at the end of all this new paper trail, then it is all good.

Tonight is the last night to order a Thirty-One bag if you were thinking of ordering one. You can click here to make the purchase through Karen Guthmueller. I have been in awe of the response! Looks like I'll be seeing a bunch of friends and family with some sweet lookin' new purses and lunch bags! Thanks for all of your support!!!

Tomorrow Caleb has to have his front two teeth pulled (due to a previous injury that is now getting infected). It is making me a sad mama. But to help him "celebrate" his first two baby teeth missing, I'm going to make him a monster tooth fairy pillow... I'll post about it tomorrow! Now off to get sewing...

In Christ,
Mara

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