Our Latvians love cold ketchup squirted right from the bottle on top of their Asian rice.
A secures our place in Latvia
God was good to us. When the translator failed to show up at Tukums orphan court early this morning, our attorney was able to summon another to make the drive from the capitol city...instead of "coming back next week" as they suggested! The judge liked the photo book we had made of our time together, so I would suggest that to any other families making an adoption journey to countries like Latvia where multiple trips are part of the process.
Shadow art
Human sundialThe autumn sun is so strong through our porch doors. I really do clean the glass...then ten minutes later a band of children...some ours, some neighbors, declare a Nerf war and a brand new set of prints appear as they rush out the back door to enjoy the last few rays of daylight until the dinner bell rings.







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