We got travel approval, y’all.
If you’re not hip with the current adoption lingo, (heck, I don’t even know what it all means) *travel approval* means that China has given us the final a-okay. They’ve checked the come-on-over-and-squeeze-your-baby-girl-for-the-first-time-ever box.
And we are ecstatic.
Hoping to get our consulate appointment confirmed shortly and then we’ll be able to set travel dates, buy plane tickets and start counting down days between us and Miss Clementine.
Be still my heart.