Well, September came and went with nothing exciting to report. One referral. It can really only get slightly less exciting. I did find out that my home study update is ready to be signed off on, except that my CYIM and CRIM are too old. New enough for the social worker that wrote the report, not new enough for Anne who has to sign off on it. Here's my official advice: don't use Adoption by Choice. I'm deleting them from my page. Use... pretty much anyone else.
My favorite kid loves everything kindergarten has to offer. And the teacher's assistant has told me a couple of times how exceptionally polite he is. That is good news too.
On a different front: I had a date yesterday. With a nice, handsome, environment-loving, socially conscious man. Oh man. He's a good one I think. We'll see if it sticks. Here's hoping! I'll let you know how it pans out. Premature to blog about it? Maybe. Do I care? Not so much!
Anyway, on the adoption front, things continue to slog along slowly. Like walking hip-high in mud. Such is the life of an adoptive parent. I'm just pushing it out of my mind for now, praying for my girl, who's out there somewhere to be safe and well-love until she comes home. Somehow in the last couple of years she has gone from being a hypothetical someday girl, to being a little lady living out there somewhere, not at all aware that she is already loved and eagerly anticipated in a quiet town on the other side of the planet. I'll make up for those missed months when she comes -- can't wait to start.
I can highly recommend it!
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