Itsara

Emmet’s come and gone. My parents are here for another few days. And Our Young Apprentice is due to appear in about a month. For the most part, this is the calm before the storm (although it’s going to be a really cute storm, with drooling, diapers, and nursing). Cindy’s dance class is done for now, and I’m trying very hard to finish up edits on my novel in the next couple of weeks.

I’m still working on getting Lutiya a birth certificate, so she can be a full-fledged Thai citizen. It’s complicated, but I haven’t hit a dead-end yet, so I’m not worried. Yet.

We’re still trying to get all the documents together for Pancake’s adoption process. That’s also complicated, and there’s so many fears we have about what the government will say about what we’re doing and want to do. We just try to remember that God’s the one putting this family together. We often have little say in it.

Anything else? We went Airsofting and I put some welts on Lu’s leg and my dad got hit in the head. And we’re late on our truck registration (though it’s really not that big of a deal here; just a small late fee).

I’m sure I’m forgetting something. And probably something terribly important if I’m telling you about our truck registration. I’m sure it’ll come to me…