Progress, Finally

We heard this morning our paperwork has been delivered to the state of Alabama. HALLELUJAH! If it's correct, baby & I may be home next week. After talking with several people, we're finding out every adoption has a snag, but applying for interstate adoption should not take as long as it has (10 days). The LDS Family Services Atlanta social worker is not the speediest or easiest to track down, much to our chagrin. Gratefully, others in the process have been more helpful.

We meet with the lawyer tomorrow to start her AL court finalization application, which should take about 60 days. Dave flies home this Saturday, regardless of what happens.

Baby is great. She smiles so wide after a bottle and first falling asleep I can see her dimples. I love to play and tease her and swing with her, and watch her little brain try to process it. What a cutie, and growing every day. Thanks for mailing her a new girly wardrobe, Grandma E!



To entertain ourselves, we went to the Southern Museum of Flight in Birmingham. I thought it would be boring for me and Dave would just walk around and drool over airplanes turbines and engines, which he did. But it was worth the admission.




The WWII plane room had heavy loudspeakers replaying engine startup sounds, and great mannequins. The museum also had plane artwork, weather explanations, models, an experimental plane room, "make your own plane" kids' center, wall of women pilots, nifty helicopters, huge murals, tables and fence posts made from propeller wings, and a flight library.



But my 2 favorite things were the plane simulator games (we crashed and laughed a lot) and the children's airplane playroom. The picture only shows a third of it and all the toys. If only Jessica was older . . .