Ticking off the days

We got up plenty early today, and headed off to the orphanange, but our girl still isn't back from the hospital.  We're trying to get hold of our translator this afternoon to see if we can find out any info about her.

So we had extra time to spend with our other two little monkeys.  We had a long visit with our boy, who was much more happy to see Daddy than he was to see me.  He ignores me, mostly, but he plays with Daddy.  He occasionally makes eye contact with Dad, but is always willing to laugh if Daddy is tickling him or roughing him up.  They were so noisy, in fact, with growling and giggling, that one of the ladies came out to shush them, saying, "Shh....babies are sleeping."  Hmm...

"Why do you keep throwing me back here everytime I try to escape?"

"Not upside down!  Not upside down!"

"He's got me again!"

"I love Mommy sooo much!"

Look at them pretty eyes!

Next we went to see our other girl, and guess who got to spend almost the entire visit with Daddy, because she wouldn't be nice to Mommy? Actually, everytime she grabbed Mommy's hair, and wouldn't let go, Mommy wrestled her to the floor, and held her there with one foot. She didn't like that very much. Luckily, we were all alone, because I don't think that would have gone over very big. We try to analyze why she's doing this, and what sets her off, because we definitely see a decision point, but until we get her to ourselves, we won't really be able to address it.

She's a lot of fun, though, because she obviously has so many things going through her head. She had a battle of wills with Daddy over several things today. Whether she could run out of the room into other parts of the orphanage (off limits to kids, I'm guessing, as she never ran back into her playroom) and whether she could try to play with a frame on the wall. Eventually, he gave her his sunglasses, and she spent a good twenty minutes manipulating them, examining them, trying them on, trying to get used to opening her eyes when they were covering her eyes, and talking about them a lot. She had a lot to say, we just don't know what it was. She was actually very gentle with them, but you could tell she was afraid we were going to take them away, and she was very possessive with them. He distracted her enough to snag them when he took her in to eat.

"I'm baaaad!"

"These belong to me now!"

"These things really do block out the sun!"

There's the poster on the wall, that she kept wanting to play with, that David wouldn't let her handle.  He said, "We're probably letting her get away with something."  I said, "Yeah, letting her sit on the back of the couch!"

Getting on the bus to go home, we ran into a family who is also here to adopt.  They are the ones who originally showed us the route, and they also brought their four children with them to this country.  We took up the back of the bus, and had a merry, albeit loud, time speaking english, and swapping stories of our time here.

Here's a pic of something that caught my attention:

Alive and well!  Click to enlarge if you can't figure out what I liked about this!