Our first day with the girls

It was a great day.  The girls have been told before we came that they are seeing visitors and that we're their parents.  They have been excited about this.

I immediately started crying when we we walked into the small room to visit with them.  I wasn't expecting that at all.    I had to control myself, and I think being tired contributed to it.

One of the girls was more quiet, and the other one very talkative and bright.  But I think they are both out-going.  The foster mother seems to be wonderful.  I'm so thankful for her.  She has done a great job and the girls obviously love her and are already expressing sadness to leave her but accepting it.  They said they always explained to the girls that she was temporary, and wanted to be called, "Aunt." 

At the end of the day, they asked if they could call us "Mamma" and "Daddy."  They don't use the word "Pappa," that's what Anton calls Chris.  But they didn't mind us hugging them and picking them up. 

We showed them where we live and I think that was news to them.  I didn't know that they were not told that, but they were a little shocked but excited.  I say "they" but I probably should clarify that the oldest one communicates more. 

They were showing me how they can count to 10 in English.  And they wanted to write their names in English.  They seem so ready to please and I love that but at the same time, I just want them to relax and know that there is no pressure to learn quickly to earn our affection.   But I think they just love to learn.

On the trip down here (explain more that in a minute), we told a few people that we're adopting.  They gave us this blank stare, like "why."  This is another country, and the language is different, we're not as young as we used to be.  And at times I just think, "well, because we're crazy, that's why."  but now I know why.  We're not crazy.  These girls need loving parents, and that's not crazy to go get them.

The trip was as well as it could be.  We watched a movie and it broke up the trip (Zero Dark Thirty.  I like the set up on KLM airlines, there is a whole library available at your seat).  Connection in Amsterdam.  I realize my glasses are out of style and I hate them.  ha ha.  (noticing the fashion).  I wanted to get a manicure at the airport but it was about $50.  No thanks.  So, my nails look awful.   (this is the shallow paragraph). 

We are so tired.  I'm also mad at my doctor because I called her twice and said, "We're traveling and I need some good medicine to clear this congestion."  She gave me these pills that did nothing.  so, my ears are clogged.  So, we're off to bed, it is 11:00 PM and it is 3:00 PM in Houston.  We'll be adjusted when it is time to leave, right?