Today was our last day in China.
*insert big sigh*
I can’t wait to get home. It has been a great trip in many ways, though. I just really, really miss my kiddos. And my husband. And my big, soft bed. And my fast, bookmarked Mac. And lots of other things I don’t really think about until I’m without them.
Okay, back to today. Our last day in China.
We took group pictures on the red couch. And we had a neat group of kiddos. One family adopted a little guy with TGA (Transposition of the Great Arteries), who is cute as a bug. Feisty too, even with an unrepaired heart. He’s going to be a wildcat once his open heart surgery is completed!
The other family adopted two 12 year old boys, no SN, just older. It came as such a big surprise to me, how incredible these boys were. Not that 12 year old boys can’t be incredible, but I was just surprised how sweet-natured, funny, and easy-going two 12 year old boys could be in the midst of being adopted, going to America and leaving everything familiar to them.
Vivi loves both of them, and I think secretly wants them both to be her big brothers. Asher, too. And I can’t blame them. They are darling. But for now, Vivi’s got enough big brothers. And I think the Woods family is pretty excited to have Liam and Levi join their crew.
After a most sweaty picture taking session (preceeded by a full out, ugly run from the Victory to the White Swan because someone completely lost track of time overindulging at the breakfast buffet), Asher and I met with another family in the White Swan playroom for some downtime. Kristen and her mom are here to bring home the cutest little three year old, Zoe, whose SN is clubfoot. She and I met through Diana (who just got her TA for Sienna Grace, YAY!!) and had a great time swapping military and mommy stories as our girls played. And my pits aired out.
Then I drug myself away, knowing I had much packing still left undone. We grabbed some noodles for Vivi’s lunch and came back to the room for an afternoon of organizational h-e-double hockey sticks…. packing to leave China is even harder than packing to come to China. Thankfully, this time I hadn’t added an arsenal of chops, Chinese clothes and tea sets. Just lots and lots of snacks and dirty clothes. But it still has to fit in the suitcase, and weigh less than 44 pounds. Or else.
The reward for an afternoon of hard work was dinner at La Dolce Vida with my pal Chris and her daughters Faith and Avery. Avery is 3 and she and Vivi swapped stories and snacks over the table as we noshed on some yummy brushetta and pizza. It was delicious, and lots of fun. In fact, so delicious it eclipsed the Cow and Bridge as Asher’s favorite food here in China.
Tomorrow is an early wake up call, so it’s off to bed for our crew. If you think of it, please lift our family up in prayer as we head out for a very long travel day. Some blessed news is that a mom in our group had some extra doses of her Rx for motion sickness and offered to share with Asher… so hopefully no ‘clean bags’ will be in our immediate future!
Next post… Vivi working the red couch. Or, more aptly, Stefanie and Asher making idiots out of themselves trying to get a smile out of Vivi on the red couch.
Or something like that.