Okay, so I know I've been a terrible blogger lately and I really don't have any good excuse. We have been spending most of our time outside, enjoying some absolutely beautiful weather. We've also been getting the boys ready for school. School starts in our area later this week (we have year-round school so summer is shorter than most other places). Both of the boys had physicals and are perfectly healthy (and the Monkey's stitches were removed with no problems; the scar is tiny - the doctor did a great job). We've had the parents-meeting to go over the rules, etc. And we took the boys to the open house so they could meet their teachers/see their classrooms/meet some of their classmates.
I think they are excited about it and will do great. I think that I, on the other hand, will be a quivering blob of tears when it comes time to actually drop them off. I'm sure Stu will roll his eyes at me; I know it's only preschool and the Monkey will only be going 3 mornings a week, but my babies are going to school...sniff, sniff. On the plus side, Chipmunk's teacher was my first-grade teacher (gotta love small towns!) whom I absolutely adored. And our niece and cousin will be in the Monkey's class with him.
I did want to touch on our recent visit with our friend from Astrakhan (before I forget too many of the details). We had a wonderful time with V. She was amazed at how big the boys have gotten. She last saw the Chipmunk 3 1/2 years ago and the Monkey almost 2 years ago so they have definitely changed a lot!
We drove to St. Louis to our agency's annual picnic so we had lots of time in the car to catch up; she is absolutely one of the nicest people I've ever met. She spent a lot of time on the drive trying to teach us some Russian phrases. I'm proud to say that the boys and I can now count to 20 in Russian, we know how to say most of the colors, and a few other simple words and phrases. The boys love to show off this new ability, although most of the people around us have no clue what they are saying. At the picnic, V. was able to see 7 other families whose adoptions she worked on. It was neat for her to see how much these children have grown. She assumed that once these families flew back to the US (after their adoptions) that she would never see these children again (other than pictures through email). For her to be able to talk with, hug, and kiss, these children in person was amazing. I think she had a wonderful time. I know we were all thrilled that she was able to come. When I dropped her off at the airport, it was wonderful being able to say that we'll see her again soon...when we return to Russia. That definitely put a smile on our faces.