Spring Break

We decided to have a "staycation" this year for Spring Break and it has been lovely. We have spent most of the week being lazy and enjoying the amazing weather we have been having. On Wednesday we took the train into the city and went to The Met and Central Park. We tried to see all of the exhibits we missed last time, but I'm pretty sure we still missed a lot. It's huge!

This is the statue of Hans Christian Anderson in Central Park. I told the boys who it was, but O insisted that his name is Franklin and his duck's name is Duckie.
E and I spent a lot of Friday working on adoption paperwork and were able to get a large chunk finished and notarized. We did receive some non-good news Friday night, though. I don't want to say it's bad news because the adoption will happen in God's timing, but it was a little upsetting to find out that our wait time for a referral has gone up a lot. I know it will all be fine, though.

Adoption Update: This is less of an update and more of a confession. We have been given the green light to start working on our dossier, which is more paperwork but it's more complicated and specific (i.e. easier to mess up) this time. So here's my confession: sometimes I'm a doubter. Even after God has shown me time and again that he's taking care of things. The last couple of days have been hard. Partly because the dossier paperwork is daunting. And partly because my heart aches for all the children that are waiting on families!

So, my usual pattern is that I freak out about something for way longer than necessary, then I eventually think, "Oh yeah, I should pray about this." I pray and then God provides. Today, I was specifically freaking out about our medical letters. We went to our hospital this afternoon because we each have to have a note signed by our dr. stating that we are healthy. That would not be too hard, but the letter has to be notarized, as in a notary has to watch the dr. sign the letter and then notarize it, at the same time. After calling the hospital several times and not getting anywhere, we decided to just stop by and talk to a few people. They tell us the letter is no problem, but we don't have a notary here, but we'll try to help somehow. They were very nice about it, but it was upsetting because it seemed like there might be multiple hoop-jumping in our future and a sense of impossibility of even being able to get it done. But wait! I'd forgotten, again, that God is leading us through all of this. So we finish talking to the receptionist and the man that is standing behind us quietly tells us that he works at the hospital and is a notary and he'll notarize whatever we need! Amazing! What are the chances that the one "secret" notary would be standing right behind us. Why do I doubt? Ever?