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Don't worry I'm not going to berate anyone today. You can even ask me if I've heard anything about our baby, I won't eat you for lunch. I promise. I was in a very sarcastic mood yesterday. It happens sometimes. It was just annoyance with a myriad of little things. Which I'm (mostly) over now. King Kong the witch is dead or at least sleeping soundly! If you missed all that fun and really want to know what I'm talking about you can read here, but I warn you it ain't pretty.

So if you are following the story of Kirill, the second part is posted here. The miracle of this story never ceases to amaze me. God is still in the mountain moving business. No doubt about it.

I'm hoping my FBI clearance is in today's mail. I'm really thankful that I don't have to redo my fingerprints. I've mildly burnt my fingers in the past couple of weeks, and I don't think they would turn out very good. The thing is, I don't think they were that great any of the times they were done. Another testament to God being able to move mountains. I know that it may not seem like a big thing, but when you're dealing with something so essential, albeit basic, to the process, it is a big thing. The quality of the fingerprints or lack thereof wasn't anyone's fault, I cook a lot and seem to have scars on my fingers as a result. They're not noticeable, and it would never matter except if I were to commit a felony or decide to adopt internationally. I decided that committing a felony wasn't really my thing so I went down the adoption road. I'm not sure how I got to the previous sentence. I kind of just started typing and that's were I ended up. A scary look into the inner workings of my mind.

Andrew just asked when his baby sister was coming. Oh the irony. Not to mention that the concept of time is not really present at three years old. Everything is either, and I quote, "yast night" or "tomorrow" (yes I intentionally spelled last yast). Don't worry he'll forget and ask me again tomorrow. He's awesome like that.

Anyway, one of the next steps will involve electronic fingerprinting with NBC and submitting our I-800A. I'm still not entirely clear on who NBC is . . . I haven't tried that hard to figure it out. If you can't tell, I'm kind of being led like a horse with blinders on. Look straight ahead and follow instructions. No birdwalking here. The good news is, the first half of our paperwork is done. The bad news is we still have about half of the paperwork and approval process left to go. Either way, we are moving forward.

Please continue to keep us in your prayers, and if you'll just say a brief prayer for adoptive families in general, I promise it will be greatly appreciated. There are so many obstacles to overcome, but we know that "with God all things are possible" (taken from Matthew 19:26).