Well not really. It's Monday night and my husband is scrambling to get his last minute work done. I don't know why I say that because work will go on while we are gone. Two nights ago we were on the internet making airplane and hotel reservations. For the last two adoptions we went through a travel agency, but this time we feel like pros and we did it ourselves and saved money. Connections were better too! Now we just have to pray everything goes smoothly.
Dale has not packed yet. I am half done. Most importantly, Ya Fang's suitcase is packed with clothes from a variety of stores with tags still on. We are not sure what size she is. From our last orphanage report about a month ago, Ya Fang (soon to be Kaui pronouced like Maui) wears about a size 8. Very small for a 12-year-old.
Our two little girls will stay home with their big sister and sister-in-law Marie. Maile and Makena will be in good hands.
Me in yellow jacket. Check out the line just to get into the store.
I had to blog this because it was too funny. Dale and I had to experience being in the line. By the time we entered the store we noticed the shoppers did not hesitate to buy more than one item. Who said there was a recession? (BTW we didn't buy anything.)
