<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778</id><updated>2011-09-01T08:51:46.687-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Adoption Journey to Kazakhstan</title><subtitle type='html'>Our adventurous journey to complete our family by traveling half way around the world...literally!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-5926778244314705076</id><published>2007-06-11T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:30:46.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rm2UvdI1f_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/xLkLsyhADHg/s1600-h/Harborfes+family+photo+6-9-07-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074875898112868338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rm2UvdI1f_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/xLkLsyhADHg/s320/Harborfes+family+photo+6-9-07-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-5926778244314705076?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5926778244314705076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=5926778244314705076' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5926778244314705076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5926778244314705076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rm2UvdI1f_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/xLkLsyhADHg/s72-c/Harborfes+family+photo+6-9-07-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-2886919803383405665</id><published>2007-05-17T22:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:03:01.599-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Polina's home and doing great!</title><content type='html'>WOW...almost a year and a half ago we began the process to adopt a daughter from the country of Kazakhstan. Time seemed to move at a snails pace completing the necessary paperwork and then only to wait, wait, wait for the day we would get "the call"...being patient has never been one of my strong points and preparing to adopt a child sure did put my ability to be patient to the test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, it all came together and now our family is complete. Our new daughter, Polina (aka Polly), officially became a "Watrous" March 7th, 2007 before a judge in a Kostanai, Kazakhstan and an official United States citizen when she touched US soil for the first time April 20th, 2007, already over three weeks ago. Now time is racing...funny how things turn around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To fill in minor some minor details, I departed alone for Kazakhstan to complete the adoption process and bring Polly home Friday April 13th, five weeks following our initial return home. After a couple of days of traveling mishaps I finally saw Polly again on Monday April 16th. With permission, I turned our reunion meeting into a mini birthday party for her with her baby home peer group since we were unable to be with her when she turned three years old March 26th. This was a fun way for Polly to spend her last day in the baby home with the other children in her group.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0eX-CZExI/AAAAAAAAAME/GIP0ehzyYGA/s1600-h/Day+34-+birthday+girl+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065738553000530706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0eX-CZExI/AAAAAAAAAME/GIP0ehzyYGA/s320/Day+34-+birthday+girl+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous about how she might react to me after not seeing me for five weeks but the moment she saw my face standing in the doorway her recognition of me and her enthusiasm for my presence was as though I'd never left. As soon as she saw me she hollered out "MOMMA!" and pointed to me. I will never forget that moment nor the warmth and excitement I saw in her precious face. Less than 24 hours later I returned to the baby home to pick her up and hustle to the airport. To my surprise, she was enthusiastic about changing her clothes to leave and then confidently held my hand to walk out the door as she waived and said good-bye to her peers and caretakers, the people who loved her and she loved for the entire past year. To this day, she has latched on to her new family and has not looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our stay in Almaty was short and sweet. The team responsible for seeing Polly and I through the final steps in the adoption process were efficient and wonderful. Our required medical visit and interview at the American Embassy was completed in two days. With spring in the air, the weather was quite warm and the sky was clear. Like Kostanai, everything was close by and many people were getting around on foot. So, in our down time, Polly and I took advantage of our visit to Almaty by walking, exploring and getting to know each other better. A special time for us both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065739210130527010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0e-OCZEyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/ZOFKkjW8lAM/s320/Almaty+Day+3-+on+the+square+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polly is adjusting very quickly. She now has a brother (Luke) who is a year older than she. Polly adores her brother and it is obvious he has welcomed her with open arms. We expected her to be shy and timid with new introductions at first but she has once again surprised us. She hollers and waves hello to strangers on the street, in other cars and while out and about. She is warm and loving to all those who show her warmth and love. She already understands most of what we say to her and can say at least 25 English words. "I love you" are the words she speaks most often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065741718391427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="100" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0hQOCZEzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-NozbeUmzKQ/s320/Luke+and+Polly+bond.bmp" width="246" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have no doubt that Polina's warmth and confidence are a reflection of the love she was given at the Delfin Baby Home. We are forever grateful to Dr. Irina and her staff, Olesya and the officials of Kostanai responsible for seeing our adoption through for all they did for Polina and our family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-2886919803383405665?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2886919803383405665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=2886919803383405665' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/2886919803383405665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/2886919803383405665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/05/polinas-home-and-doing-great.html' title='Polina&apos;s home and doing great!'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0eX-CZExI/AAAAAAAAAME/GIP0ehzyYGA/s72-c/Day+34-+birthday+girl+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-6642415788754557418</id><published>2007-03-07T11:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T11:06:03.081-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 33 - FINAL COURT DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 33 (Wednesday, March 7th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our final court day and…OUR ADOPTION OF POLLY IF FINAL!!!  At least on paper.   Here in Kostanai, there is a 15 day waiting period before a child can leave the city.  For health reasons (and the safety of both the child and the newly adopted parents) the Delfin Baby Home does not permit the children to leave the baby home until you are ready to board a flight to leave Kostanai.  This is approximately four to five weeks following the final court date.  The next few weeks will flow as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;15 day waiting period – nothing else happens&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;child’s new birth certificate is ordered (+/- day 16 to 21)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;child’s passport and visa is processed (additional couple of weeks)   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow morning Brett and I will visit Polly one last time before saying goodbye for approximately one month.  I will then return, alone.  I’ll spend three to four days re-bonding with Polly in the baby home and then board us both on an airplane for Almaty, Kazakhstan where we will complete the processes required by our American Embassy located there (another three to five days).  I’ll post more when we get to this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brett and I will begin our 36+ hour journey home to Virginia tomorrow afternoon at 2pm (3am Eastern Standard Time).  Three flight legs, two 7+ hour layovers and a 3/12 hour drive.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve been following along, we thank you and hope you’ll check back in with us mid April sometime when I return to Kostanai Kazakhstan to bring Polly home, once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When our travels are complete we will add a final post which will include suggested items to bring you might not otherwise have considered.  If you are traveling before then, please do not hesitate to ask questions by email.  We would love to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-6642415788754557418?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6642415788754557418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=6642415788754557418' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/6642415788754557418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/6642415788754557418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-33-final-court-day.html' title='Day 33 - FINAL COURT DAY'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-8373021472964247145</id><published>2007-03-07T10:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:30:55.331-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 29, 30, 31 &amp; 32 - Final Days count down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 29 (Saturday, March 3rd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday is a big day for Weddings here.  Every Saturday since we arrived we’ve witnessed at least one caravan of honking cars all following an elaborately decorated car.  It surprises us that so many would get married during such cold months, yet they do.  If we hear continuous honking while sitting in our hotel room on a Saturday we don’t need to look out the window to know that two more people have tied the knot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura woke up this morning with a miserably congested head.  Both of us thought it best for Laura to stay back and Brett to visit Polly alone.  He brought a book just in case Polly rejected him without Laura in the room.  To Brett’s surprise, Polly was quite receptive to his visit alone and they fully enjoyed their “Daddy-Daughter” time without Mommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late this afternoon we walked to nearby Victory Park.  This park is large and beautiful with fresh snow blanketed high where grass and gardens, we assume, lay below.  At the far end of this park is a platform which stands an enormous statue of a soldier.  Behind the statue is a marbled wall engraved with the names of soldiers from Kostanai Kazakhstan who fought and died during World War 2.  A must see for anyone who comes to the town.  From the park we ventured over to the soccer stadium, which borders Victory Park.  The gate was closed and locked but we could still see inside.  We took some video but it was difficult to capture the true size of this field.  Soccer must be a big spectator sport here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 30 (Sunday, March 4th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is absolutely gorgeous! It’s about +20F here in Kostanai with mostly blue sky.  This is one of the first days we’ve seen a number of people walking without head cover.  The humidity is low as is the wind so the temperature actually feels warmer than it really is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately following our morning visit with Polly, I (Laura) hustled over to my facial appointment.  Yes…I said facial appointment.  When I heard the price would only be 4000 tenge (about $32 US) I could hardly pass up this splurge.  Let me tell you girls, this was by far the best treat I’ve given myself in years.  My face was pampered for a full two hours.  If you are planning on visiting Kostanai any time in the near future, I highly recommend getting a facial.  I went to a place with the words “Eden” on the front.  The salon is located directly across the street from the small mall with the mosaic exterior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 31 (Monday, March 5th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s another beautiful day in Kostanai Kazakhstan…we think Spring is trying to sneak in a little early.  We took a very long walk today and got to see some sights we hadn’t seen yet.  For starters, we walked past the Russian Orthodox Church.  We did not go inside but I would imagine it is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our walk took us into more residential areas than what we are accustomed to seeing here and we were surprised by the number of new homes being constructed.  BIG, EXPENSIVE homes (see linked photos).  I guess these are signs of the improving economy here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 32 (Tuesday, March 6th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 8th is “Women’s Day” which is a big national holiday celebrated in Kazakhstan.  In honor of “Women’s Day”, the three adopting families here working with our agency (including us) all pitched in and purchased the director of the baby home our children are in a bouquet of Chrysanthemums and a cake.  We presented her with the flowers and the cake this morning since she will be taking Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off (as will many working women in the country) to celebrate this special day for women.  She was thrilled with this gift and immediately invited us all (8 in total including our coordinator) to sit in her office and share the cake and have some tea.  This was quite an honor.  As I raised my cup to toast to “Women’s Day” the director stopped me and asked that she give the toast.  We raised our glasses and she proceeded to toast to us and the children we will soon bring home as family.  When the tea cups and cake plates were empty we all exchanged hugs and words of warmth with her and wished her a very happy “Women’s Day”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-8373021472964247145?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8373021472964247145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=8373021472964247145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8373021472964247145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8373021472964247145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-29-30-31-32-final-days-count-down.html' title='Day 29, 30, 31 &amp; 32 - Final Days count down'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-3966847264850881106</id><published>2007-03-03T11:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:29:34.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 26, 27 &amp; 28 - Four Full Weeks Completed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSKb2LHVHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nZvsBpTAD2g/s1600-h/Day+26+-+American+party+bowlers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081338490583995506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSKb2LHVHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nZvsBpTAD2g/s320/Day+26+-+American+party+bowlers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 26 (Wednesday, February 27th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was likely one of the most fun days we’ve had yet! Following everyone’s regular visits with the children they are working on adopting, the three American families staying at The Medeo Hotel decided to so some afternoon bowling. We arrived at the seven lane bowling alley around 2:30pm only to learn they do not open until 4:00pm during the week…what were we to do for the next 1 ½ hours? Find some place to have a beer, of course. We strolled a few doors down to “Bavaria” Café (who brews their own beer) and did just that. At “Bavaria”, we also enjoyed pistachios and the most interesting smoked string cheese any of us had ever encountered. We had a 10 and 6 year old in our group who opted for hot tea and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the bowling alley we bowled, played pool, talked, laughed and had an overall wonderful time, including the kids. Mr. Tennessee was awarded a free bottle of vodka for scoring three strikes…add that to a few beers for all of us (except the kids, of course) and draw your own picture. Part of our fun included the realization that we were the prime entertainment for everyone else there. I guess it must be a rare sight to see a group of eight American’s at one time, let alone laughing and caring on like we would back in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a fine last day for our new friends from Tennessee. They left the US for Kostanai Kazakhstan on January 7th, 52 days ago. Following their long awaited final court appointment tomorrow afternoon, they finally will get to return home to the US. We will miss them during our own final days here in Kostanai and wish them good luck in court and safe travel home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 27 (Thursday, February 28th)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We experienced our first temper tantrum with Polly today. We’ve read about preparing to be tested and today, I believe, we passed one of many tests. After 10 minutes or so of trying and failing at comforting tears that were caused for no apparent reason, Brett and I finally opted to ignore the fit and let her “cry it out”. We took down some LEGOS and the two of us began to build things. She screamed in protest. After a few minutes Brett offered her a Lego’s piece to add to what we were building and she refused. We continued to build, while she continued to cry. A few minutes later she finally gave in, put a big smile on her face and decided if she couldn’t beat us she’d join us. It was a growing experience &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSJlWLHVGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iFFEHlr2W-o/s1600-h/Day+27+-+the+tower+collapses.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081337554281124962" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSJlWLHVGI/AAAAAAAAAQg/iFFEHlr2W-o/s320/Day+27+-+the+tower+collapses.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for all of us. The balance &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSJY2LHVFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YHXMiF5-D-U/s1600-h/Day+27+-+Polly%27s+Lego+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081337339532760146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSJY2LHVFI/AAAAAAAAAQY/YHXMiF5-D-U/s320/Day+27+-+Polly%27s+Lego+tower.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of our visit was warm and fun. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSJDGLHVEI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/7wXeoWjoTJ4/s1600-h/Day+27+-+Polly%27s+Lego+tower.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our coordinator has been taking the families she’s working with out to a special place in the evening at least once each week. Tonight was this week’s adventure. We traveled about 20 minutes outside of Kostanai to a town we never did get the name of. Our destination was a rustic place known as “Silver”. “Silver” is situated in the middle of nowhere amongst what looked to be birch trees and field. It was built to resemble a log cabin with the smell of fresh wood and all. The ceiling is tongue and groove, the lighting fixtures are chandeliers created from what looked like old wagon wheels and the walls display numerous animal trophies. There is even a full size wolf that stands on the performance stage. Very different from anywhere else we’d been to date. No fancy dancers this time though. However, as usual, a nice time had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 28 (Friday, March 1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 12:15 am, as we were winding down from our evening out and trying to go to sleep, we were jolted out of bed by loud popping noises outside. We were surprised to discover the noise was being caused by fireworks. We asked Oleysa today what the occasion was for the fireworks and she surprised us with not having any idea. We’ve heard about the many holidays celebrated here and how the people go all out, but the celebration of last evening remains a mystery. However, the streets here are still glowing with the lights of their Russian New Year celebration which took place in early January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While shopping with the girls the other day Laura picked up a children’s music CD of tunes from popular Russian cartoons. Today, we brought the notebook computer with us to our visit so we could play the music for Polly. What great fun! We danced and danced for most of our visit (the dancing also provided our daily workout).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This afternoon, Brett worked on the home movie he’s been creating of our Kazakhstan adventure while Laura went to the OTHER outdoor market with Mrs. New Jersey. She came home with a few treasured finds. She also came home with the beginnings of a cold. As the evening has progressed so has the cold. Hopefully she’ll feel healthy enough in the morning not to miss our visit with Polly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-3966847264850881106?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3966847264850881106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=3966847264850881106' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/3966847264850881106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/3966847264850881106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-26-27-28-four-full-weeks-completed.html' title='Day 26, 27 &amp; 28 - Four Full Weeks Completed'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSKb2LHVHI/AAAAAAAAAQo/nZvsBpTAD2g/s72-c/Day+26+-+American+party+bowlers.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-7414128470007282842</id><published>2007-03-01T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T08:12:41.187-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 23, 24 &amp; 25 - Preliminary Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 23 (Sunday, February 25th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekends are especially quiet and laid back around the baby home.  We walk in like we work there and nod our heads to any (if any) persons we pass in the halls.  General routines for the kids seems to be a bit more relaxed on the weekends as well as the children in Polly’s group are either playing with toys or watching cartoons on TV when we show up on the weekends.  Something we don’t tend to see during the week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polly must have had a great night sleep ‘cause she was full of fun energy today.  Laura had done a few sit-ups with arms behind the head using the lower pipes of a radiator for foot support.  Polly thought this looked like fun and jumped right in with her own set of sit-ups when Laura was done.  Laura may soon be motivated to begin a workout routine soon since she seems to have found a workout partner (LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re winding down it seems spending more time in the room and less time walking around.  Brett’s become quite regular with his afternoon napping routine and Laura is surprisingly sitting back and enjoying a book.  Something she doesn’t take time out to do at home.  Our crazy home life is going to take some adjusting to when we get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 24 (Monday, February 26th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our preliminary court day.  At 2:00pm sharp, we gathered in the judge’s office.  Present were Brett and I, our coordinator-translator, the baby home director, and a woman from the office that over sees the guardianship of the children in the care of the city of Kostanai.  Our coordinator had prepared us for most of what to expect.  However, the judge surprised all in the room when she began asking detailed questions regarding the adoption of our current son and how domestic adoption works in the US.  We were happy to answer each of her questions.  Our coordinator told us later that the judge’s questions were unusual as it is very rare that they have an adopting family who has already adopted a child from their own country.  That surprised us.  The meeting ended with the judge announcing when we would meet again for final court which she scheduled for Wednesday, March 7th.  We will re-book our flights home for Thursday, March 8th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 25 (Tuesday, February 27th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visit to the baby home was the same as most days.  Polly is always very happy when we arrive and is anxious to get into the room we spend alone with her during our visits.  On the other hand, when it’s time to go she is definitely ready to say goodbye and get back to her peers.  It was difficult during the early days of our visits not to take this the wrong way.  However, we just kept reminding ourselves that we know few toddlers that would (1) spend a couple of hours alone in a single room (2) with the same two adults (especially adults not speaking the child’s language) (3) with the same few things to do EVERY DAY.  With those thoughts completely clear now, we know we are definitely at the top of Polly’s favorite adult list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-7414128470007282842?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7414128470007282842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=7414128470007282842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/7414128470007282842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/7414128470007282842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/03/day-23-24-25-preliminary-court.html' title='Day 23, 24 &amp; 25 - Preliminary Court'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-5599010750730886434</id><published>2007-02-27T07:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:17:08.783-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 20, 21 &amp; 22 - More fun in Kostanai</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 20 (Thursday, February 22nd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our coordinator will travel the approximate two hours to the town where Polly was born. Before a child can officially be adopted from the baby home, an attempt to locate the biological mother and bring before a Kostanai judge is required. We’ll be on pins and needles all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s hard to believe we’ve been here almost three weeks already…my, my, how time flies! As time passes, we are finding it more difficult to find ways to pass our time. We still enjoy a daily walk even if it only takes us to the grocery store. A couple of days ago we actually took a new route and found the train station. We talked about how fun it might be just to hop a train one afternoon to see outside downtown Kostanai. We fear, though, we would not understand how to get on the train, let alone get off. We may still do this if we can get some translation done first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the other things we are doing to pass the time include:&lt;br /&gt;Brett: puzzles, reading, knapping, push ups, Discovery Channel series on World War 2 and email.&lt;br /&gt;Laura: beading, shopping, journaling, exercising the 3 flights of back stairs in the hotel and email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would we do without our email?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We’re both trying to get a bit of exercise daily so in addition to our daily walks and personal exercise routines we have created “home made” weights out of 5 liter water jugs we each get a little time with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 21 (Friday, February 23rd)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While visiting Polly today, our coordinator stopped in with the news of her travels from yesterday. She will meet with the judge herself later today to give her report. We may now proceed to our pre-court which has been scheduled for Monday the 26th of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was very windy and cold outside, Laura ventured out for more shopping at the outdoor market while Brett stayed in and read. These outdoor markets are a never ending fun fest for anyone who enjoys flea markets and garage sales (although everything is new).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSGzWLHVAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4mUYf5x9900/s1600-h/Day+21+-+dinner+at+444.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081334496264410114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSGzWLHVAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4mUYf5x9900/s320/Day+21+-+dinner+at+444.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For dinner, with our coordinator and the two American families we befriended at the hotel, we piled into three taxies and traveled into a neighboring town to experience “444” which is also referred to as “the shish kabob place”. It is a favorite of everyone who has told us of this place. We ate shish kabobs, drank beer, and danced, danced, danced. When we weren’t dancing we were being entertained by dancers. Once again, a wonderful time had by all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the evening, we all piled back into our designated taxies for the ride back into Kostanai. Those with children (all but us) went &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSHOWLHVBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xjcbY6XgpYg/s1600-h/Day+21+-+dancers+at+444-6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081334960120878098" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSHOWLHVBI/AAAAAAAAAP4/xjcbY6XgpYg/s320/Day+21+-+dancers+at+444-6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;back to the hotel. Our coordinator thought it might be fun for the three of us to stop at a dance club on the way home. We did. This was a whole new experience. In this place we chose to sit and people watch rather than dance. The hired entertainment and the club’s customers were equally entertaining. We people watched, until 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 22 (Saturday, February 24th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still very tired from being out late last night, we managed to get up for our routine visit with Polly. She brought the life back into us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following our visit we grabbed a quick bite to eat and napped the rest of the afternoon. A luxury we don’t generally take advantage of at home. We napped for over three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSHiWLHVCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/iggAr3HehCs/s1600-h/Day+23+-+1081+tenge+meal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081335303718261794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSHiWLHVCI/AAAAAAAAAQA/iggAr3HehCs/s320/Day+23+-+1081+tenge+meal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our nap, we took a long walk then strolled across the street to the pastry shop. For 1081 tenge ($8.65 US), we purchased two small pizza’s, two beers, a whole cake wrapped in peanuts (hummm) and two apples. We spent a relaxing evening watching a DVD we brought from home and dined in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-5599010750730886434?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5599010750730886434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=5599010750730886434' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5599010750730886434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5599010750730886434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-20-21-22-more-fun-in-kostanai.html' title='Day 20, 21 &amp; 22 - More fun in Kostanai'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSGzWLHVAI/AAAAAAAAAPw/4mUYf5x9900/s72-c/Day+21+-+dinner+at+444.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-8483688298224432880</id><published>2007-02-22T06:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:10:07.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17, 18, 19 - Change in plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day 17 (Monday, February 19th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is another FREEZING day outside! Probably minus 25F!! After our visit with Polly and lunch out, Laura and the wife of the new American couple decided to battle the cold and wander over to one of the outdoor markets. They were back within a short period of time as Laura was sure her legs were in the beginning stages of frost bite (they are fine). Tomorrow is supposed to be upwards of about +20F…a warm day compared to the last few and if appropriately dressed, a fine day for the outdoor market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, however, the temperature seemed to be fine to walk to Laura’s favorite Italian restaurant “Dolce’ Vita” with our friends from Tennessee. Mmmmm Goood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 18 (Tuesday, February 20th)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSF62LHU_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/HgLnKy2JRik/s1600-h/Day+18+-+group+bday+celebration+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081333525601801202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSF62LHU_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/HgLnKy2JRik/s320/Day+18+-+group+bday+celebration+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today was a special day for the three year old group (Polly’s group). In honor of children in that group who had a birthday in either January or February, the children performed a special show. In the audience were various adults staffed at the baby home, adopting parents who were present in the home during this particular time frame (us included) and the children in the two year old group. Our Polly and her peers were all dressed up in lacy dresses and mini suits. They danced, sang and participated in a skit put on by a couple of their caretakers. It was a great treat. Our regular visit with Polly began after the show was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSFL2LHU-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Z3tfNK7tJbE/s1600-h/Day+18+-+dinner+at+home.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081332718147949538" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSFL2LHU-I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Z3tfNK7tJbE/s320/Day+18+-+dinner+at+home.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tonight we dined in our room for a change and watched a movie. Our dinner included fresh bread, cheese, summer style sausage, pickles, olives, grapes and marinated cherry tomatoes. Our plates resembled something we’d put together for a sunset picnic at the beach…cold bottles of our favorite brew included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 19 (Wednesday, February 21st)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if it was the marinated cherry tomatoes or something else, but Brett did not get much sleep last night…he’s got a bit of a belly ache. So Laura set off to visit Polly alone while Brett rested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polly continues to show more of who she is with every passing day. She’s got quite a few facial expressions and mannerisms that are loaded with character! We are looking so very forward to when we all actually understand each other verbally! However, when it came time to go outside today, Little Miss Polly put up a bit of a fight. After battling to get her coat on, we finally ventured outside to what I’d hoped would be a fun “Mom and daughter” play date. I thought wrong. Today was the first day that Polly insisted I pick her up the ENTIRE time we were outside. If I even hinted to put her down she’d yell “Nyet! Nyet!” (which means no! no!) and threaten tears. With only 2 hours of bonding time a day, we want to avoid tears if at all possible. This was unfortunate because this was the first day that a caretaker approached me and encouraged me to take Polly off on my own, away from the other children, and play…Polly just wasn’t interested in anything other than being held off the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Once I returned to the hotel, Brett was still not feeling quite up to par and I, like any other day, had no interest in hanging around the hotel room. So what did I do you ask?! I rounded up our coordinator and the American mom from up the hall and the three of us wandered over to the out door market to shop, what else! Three women with money burning holes in their pockets…needless to say, we had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By dinner time, Brett was feeling better so we walked to “the Russian pub” for a bite to eat and came home to watch another movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After careful consideration, Brett and I decided today that I would return home with him following our final court date (which we hope is no later than the end of next week). The original plan was for me to stay and continue the bonding process until it was time to bring Polly home to the US. This was when we’d thought I’d be alone in Kazakhstan no more than one month. Together we agreed that anything longer than that would be too difficult for me, Luke and Polly, really, because my sanity would be in jeopardy any longer than that. So, the new plan is to go home and return to Kostanai Kazakhstan once Polly’s new birth certificate is issued and her passport and visa are ready to be processed. When I return, I will likely spend a full week here before taking her out of the baby home to re-establish our bond and her trust in me before taking her away forever. Polly’s 3rd birthday is March 26th so my hope is to be able to return to celebrate her 3rd birthday with her and her group peers before she says goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-8483688298224432880?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8483688298224432880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=8483688298224432880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8483688298224432880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8483688298224432880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-17-18-19-change-in-plans.html' title='Day 17, 18, 19 - Change in plans'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSF62LHU_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/HgLnKy2JRik/s72-c/Day+18+-+group+bday+celebration+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-4720415846289126622</id><published>2007-02-18T07:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T00:04:12.838-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13, 14, 15 &amp; 16 - We're joined by more families</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 13 (Thursday, February 15th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our day began by observing a speech therapy session that included Polly and two other children from her group (her group, by the way, consists of 14 children that are already or near 3 years of age). The session was held in her group room and the rest of the children from her group were off in a play room near by. In attendance were a number of the baby home caretakers from other age groups, the director of the orphanage, the head doctor and the head caretaker (who is also referred to as the head social worker). The speech therapist demonstrated a number of exercises with the three children testing their speech as well as their motor skills. After the session, the three children were escorted out of the room to join the rest of their group mates and then a question/answer session began. Oleysa sat between Brett and I translating most of what was being spoken during the lesson with the children as well as during the question/answer session between the remaining adults. This truly is an amazing operation and the care of the children is obviously THE top priority of everyone at this baby home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today with Polina was a 100% turnaround from yesterday. She was obviously pleased by our presence at her speech therapy lesson and we scored points after when we sat to observe her playing in the gym room with her peers rather than immediately taking her away. She also played nicely for quite a while with Brett today so we knew we were back in her good graces. Polly and I did exchange “tests” today which was an interesting experience. She tested me on my boundaries and I tested her back with some “tough love”. In the end, we both won the game and I believe we bonded closer as a result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two new American families arrived today that are working with our same agency. One of the families is here for only three days. Their adoption was finalized about a month ago. They are back in Kazakhstan to pick up their newly adopted infant daughter, complete the final steps in this process at the American Embassy in the city of Almaty and return home to the US. The second family is just beginning the process so we will be approximately two weeks ahead of them in the process. They are here with their six year old son and seem like a fun family. It will be good to have another family here to spend time with for the duration of our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow night, Olesya is taking all three American families to The Knight’s Castle where she took Brett and me last Friday night. I anticipate another great time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 14 (Friday, February 16th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last day of our required “bonding period” with Polly. We can now be scheduled for pre-court which is the next stage in this process. We will not be able to take custody of Polly until we are ready to depart Kostanai but we will continue to visit her daily until it is time for us to leave the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a bit adventurous for all three of us. Polly got to leave the baby home with us today in order to have her visa / passport photo taken. It was fun to get out and do something out of our general routine even though we didn’t do much but ride in a car. She’s definitely made great strides with Brett. She actually asked him to pick her up today in addition to volunteering a big hug before saying good-bye to us for the day. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081331189139592114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSDy2LHU7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/wmSaGpuYKqw/s320/Day+14+-+first+car+ride+with+M+%26+D-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt; As a final note, here is a general tid bit for those of you looking for more than our daily updates:&lt;br /&gt;Although many people smoke here, you seldom experience smoking in eating establishments. Since we’re dining out for almost every meal, this has been nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 15 and Day 16 (Saturday and Sunday February 17th &amp; 18th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSEmmLHU9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vsnw0MCp7mc/s1600-h/Day+14+-+Day+time+park+walk-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081332078197822418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSEmmLHU9I/AAAAAAAAAPY/vsnw0MCp7mc/s320/Day+14+-+Day+time+park+walk-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not much to report for the weekend. The weather has been bitter cold the last couple of days so we’ve actually been staying in and reading, beading and catching up on sleep this weekend (today it is about minus 20C which is +/- minus 4F).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polly has been in really good spirits the last couple of days and is making great progress with Brett. It’s very heart warming watching her come out of her protective shell and show us more and more daily of whom she really is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-4720415846289126622?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4720415846289126622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=4720415846289126622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/4720415846289126622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/4720415846289126622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-13-14-15-16-were-joined-by-more.html' title='Day 13, 14, 15 &amp; 16 - We&apos;re joined by more families'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSDy2LHU7I/AAAAAAAAAPI/wmSaGpuYKqw/s72-c/Day+14+-+first+car+ride+with+M+%26+D-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-366238908905502593</id><published>2007-02-14T12:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:56:57.378-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10, 11 &amp; 12 - First sight of tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Day 10 (Monday, February 12th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following our visit with Polly and lunch with Olesya on Monday, we ventured off to the open market again. Laura was on a mission to find a warm cap while Brett was out “just to look”. While Laura was tied up at one booth looking at hats two women approached Brett and whisked him away. A few moments later he returned laughing saying he believed he was being solicited by these women. Once Brett and I were re-joined the two women followed us for awhile trying to make conversation. At one point, the older of the two women then whisked Laura away inside some small café. Although we were amused at the humor of what was occurring we were nervous as well. Brett has ALL our money on his body at all times and with the language barrier it was difficult to understand what the intentions of these two women really were. We were in the middle of a crowded public place so pick pocketing was our biggest worry. With great effort, we were finally able to step away with nothing lost and a few amusing moments with locals gained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 11 (Tuesday, February 13th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in 11 days Polly broke down and cried with us today. Because we’re not speaking much Russian and she not speaking any English we were feeling a bit helpless alone in a room with no idea as to what had upset her. One of her caretakers entered the room at one point, spoke to her in Russian and stopped her crying. That didn’t make us feel any better because we still felt in the dark. It was finally concluded that she likely got upset when she discovered accidentally that her group of peers had left the neighboring room. There is a closed door between rooms. Therefore, Polly can hear what is going on with her peers at all times even though she can not see them. Within a few moments of the caretaker speaking with her she was back to being happy and playful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was very cold so our new coats were truly put to the test today. We were told the temperature had reached -16 C / -2 F. Surprisingly, it was more tolerable than we could have otherwise imagined. The air is very dry here in Kostanai, much like what Laura remembers of Colorado. Because the air has been dry the cold does not feel as cold as we would otherwise expect at these crazy temperatures. You also don’t see snowmen or snowballs being thrown. The snow falls through your fingers like sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we visited a local museum. The museum included artifacts of Kazakh as well as Russian history and culture. It was quite fascinating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSCc2LHU6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/_TwLpZNzpA8/s1600-h/Day+11+-+Kazakhstan+moose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081329711670842274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSCc2LHU6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/_TwLpZNzpA8/s320/Day+11+-+Kazakhstan+moose.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSCSWLHU5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/yCD-IJ5SKMs/s1600-h/Day+11+-+Kostanai+museum+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081329531282215826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSCSWLHU5I/AAAAAAAAAO4/yCD-IJ5SKMs/s320/Day+11+-+Kostanai+museum+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As a side note, we’ve got to talk about dogs…they’re everywhere…and they’re wild. Passing a group of dogs on the street here is like passing a park with feeding pigeons. There isn’t a second thought. At first sight it is very sad. Strange thing though is few look sad. They all look remarkably healthy and casually share the sidewalks with people. You see dogs walking alone and in packs but we haven’t seen a dog fight yet. We don’t dare approach them as we know they do not belong to anyone but they seem friendly. It’s so strange. You just wouldn’t see this in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYbP9I1f6I/AAAAAAAAANM/hwjiQLXjGSQ/s1600-h/Day+10+-+dogs+run+wild.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072771991203053474" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYbP9I1f6I/AAAAAAAAANM/hwjiQLXjGSQ/s320/Day+10+-+dogs+run+wild.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 12 (Wednesday, February 14th)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES DAY! Half way around the world and Laura still got flowers for Valentines Day…Polly sure is getting a very special dad J&lt;br /&gt;Polly, on the other hand, was not feeling the love today. All started out well. Today was pool day for her group. The baby home has an indoor swimming pool and once a week the children get into ankle deep water and play. We were invited to observe and Polly seemed thrilled to have us there. Once we returned to our visiting room, however, she was less pleased. We experienced another crying spell today. This time her peers were in the next room so we know an empty room next door could not be the reason. When Laura approached to offer comfort Polly hustled away. This was a first as she has offered only open arms to Laura thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although being rejected by Polly today was upsetting, it was to be expected at some point. It would be unrealistic for any adopting parent to think a child could instantly welcome them as their new parents and easily walk away from their caregivers and peers forever. We are here disrupting the only environment of security and love these children have likely ever known. There are resources out there to prepare adopting parents for this adjustment time. Being somewhat prepared was the only reason we were able to handle these tears and not take them too personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, we celebrated Valentines Day in the hotel restaurant with our American friends from Tennessee. There was a show with dancers, a flautist, a female singer and a Russian female MC who was equally entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we observe Polly with the baby home speak therapist. We hope she will be as happy to see us as we will be to see her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-366238908905502593?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/366238908905502593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=366238908905502593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/366238908905502593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/366238908905502593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-10-11-12-first-sight-of-tears.html' title='Day 10, 11 &amp; 12 - First sight of tears'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSCc2LHU6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/_TwLpZNzpA8/s72-c/Day+11+-+Kazakhstan+moose.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-45665067591508110</id><published>2007-02-12T11:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:51:11.024-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 and 9 - Dial up internet is tough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Turns out our “dial up” internet access is adding up quicker than we planned. Therefore, we have decided it wise to post updates only once every two or three days. The internet rate for prime time (daytime) is only 10 tenge (8 US cents) per minute but when it takes almost 2 minutes to upload one photo to the internet your minutes add up fast. We calculated that in the 10 days we’ve been here we’ve used around 30 hours of internet time between the two of us. Too much too soon. So, we’ll do our best to keep good notes since we’re not writing daily and please give us a day or two if you send an email you’d like a reply to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were on our own for most of the weekend. All the American families we met this past week have left for Almaty (where the American Embassy is located) in Southern Kazakhstan to complete the processes required for their adoptions and bring their children to their homes in the US. Two families working with our adoption agency arrive on Wednesday the 14th so I am sure we will be introduced to them immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend we ventured out on our own with trusty translator in hand and shopped the outdoor market, dined out and explored. Our big Saturday night out included walking to find something to eat, found a small pizza / pastry shop, had two meat pastries heated and continued our walk. There were lots of young people out, dressed up and all looking as though they had a fun evening planned ahead of them. Although the streets were busy with cars the sidewalks were still busy with people…just as they always are. We had a good time just walking around and checking out the Saturday scene. Last night (Sunday night) we ate a quick Italian dinner out and returned to our hotel room to watch a movie. Likely what we would have done had we been home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day with Polly proves more rewarding. She has warmed up to Laura quite a bit but is still a bit cautious with Brett. Laura is feeling great with all the unsolicited hugs and smiles she gets but feels slightly guilty that Brett is not getting the same. Brett is a wonderful dad so we’re confident that once he gets her home she’ll see how much fun he is with Luke and want to be a part of it. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSBRmLHU4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/L_Yrm4KKGt8/s1600-h/Day+8+-+puppet+session.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081328418885686146" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSBRmLHU4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/L_Yrm4KKGt8/s320/Day+8+-+puppet+session.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first many days we didn’t get any verbal communication from her outside of a few whispers in Russian. The last three days or so we’ve not only got her speaking more loudly (in Russian) but she has spoken English words when asked (Polly, necklace, Mommy, Daddy…). She is also using more body language to communicate with us, like pointing her finger at what she wants or what she wants us to do. Now that she is displaying more of who she really is we can see that she has quite the charming little personality. She is in good spirits throughout our daily visits and has Mommy and Daddy giggling a lot at her facial expressions and mannerisms. Every day we are more convinced at how well she and her big brother Luke will likely get along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-45665067591508110?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/45665067591508110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=45665067591508110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/45665067591508110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/45665067591508110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-8-9-10-dial-up-internet-is-tough.html' title='Day 8 and 9 - Dial up internet is tough'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSBRmLHU4I/AAAAAAAAAOw/L_Yrm4KKGt8/s72-c/Day+8+-+puppet+session.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-8021480766881160277</id><published>2007-02-10T06:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:36:53.648-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 and Day 7, This is a vacation!</title><content type='html'>In planning for this trip I (Laura) read many journals just like this. Time and time again I read “bring plenty of books to read, games to play, etc. to help pass the time”. We brought plenty to help pass the time sitting in the hotel room but have not had the time to do any of it (no complaining here, we like keeping busy). Every day begins at approximately 7am for coffee and showers followed by a hotel breakfast either in our room or in the dining room by 8am. At 8:45am we get picked up by Andre, our driver, who takes us to the baby home. Our visits with Polly occur every day from 9am to 11:30am. Andre’ is always outside, on time, to pick us up for our return trip to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once back at the hotel we rush quickly back to our room and make a plan for lunch. Yes, we’re eating three meals a day but since the food portions given are what we should be eating rather than what we’re used to getting in the US, we do not feel like we’re over doing it. We make excuses to have various errands every day so typically we do this following lunch. Because we do not have a car and Andre’ is only hired for our round trip to the baby home we get around on foot. I would guess that we are walking a minimum of 1 ½ miles daily. Most days are likely 2 ½ miles or more. Although the temperature has been very cold, the days are usually filled with sunny blue skies so walking is a pleasure and you warm up when you walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our evenings have been filled as much as our days. As you’ve already read, we’ve been lucky to have met two other American families whose company we enjoy. We’ve dined out with both on a couple of occasions which makes for bonus evenings. While one of these families is leaving this afternoon for Almaty (where the American Embassy is located to return here Wednesday) and the other family tomorrow, we know of three other families who are working with our agency that are due to arrive within the next week or so. Having people to do things with (that speak your language) really helps. It’s only coincidental that we are here at the same time as other families. We have been blessed in so many ways preparing for this journey…having other American families here at the same time is just another one of those blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZ8tI1f5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Zx9_icVhXi0/s1600-h/Day+6+-+advertisement+for+the+circus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072770560978943890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZ8tI1f5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Zx9_icVhXi0/s320/Day+6+-+advertisement+for+the+circus.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We’ve had a couple of other extra special experiences as well. Thursday evening we attended the circus. No, it was not what you would expect with The Ringling Brothers Circus but a treat nonetheless. In an auditorium that probably doesn’t hold any more than 200 or 300 people (set up like a high school auditorium) we experienced this specially scheduled event. Our guess is that there were no more than 10 or so people in the circus rotating all of the acts. There were no elephants or tigers but very talented poodles, an emu, a snake and a pony who took their turns performing on the stage. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYcH9I1f7I/AAAAAAAAANU/Mtknkj_Rb3g/s1600-h/Day+6+-+circus+stage.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night (Friday night) our coordinator, Olesya, took us to a restaurant known as “The Castle” that was decorated with a Medieval flair. There was a dance floor in the center of all the dining booths where we enjoyed choreographed dancing performed by four beautiful women. In between their routines we listened to the MC sing while we, ourselves, boogied on the dance floor. Another wonderful evening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072774520938790882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYdjNI1f-I/AAAAAAAAANs/I395ZQID1OA/s320/Day+7+-+dancers+at+The+Castle.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;Today at 4pm, we are scheduled for private massages in our hotel room (1:15 minutes each for a rate of 1900 tenge which equates to about $15). Yah, we bored (NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake is although very few people speak English, the music we hear in restaurants, at the grocery store and in retail establishments is all the popular music we listen to back home. Do you think I’m giving it away that I am an American if I’m singing along out load?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-8021480766881160277?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8021480766881160277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=8021480766881160277' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8021480766881160277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8021480766881160277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-6-and-day-7-this-is-vacation.html' title='Day 6 and Day 7, This is a vacation!'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZ8tI1f5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Zx9_icVhXi0/s72-c/Day+6+-+advertisement+for+the+circus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-919942517786756211</id><published>2007-02-07T09:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:44:44.951-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Puppets</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSAGGLHU3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q1FS4N4ZYkw/s1600-h/Day+5+-+mermaid+hair.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081327121805562738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSAGGLHU3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q1FS4N4ZYkw/s320/Day+5+-+mermaid+hair.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 5 bonding with Polly and today smiles were in abundance. We began our visit by pulling two doll puppets out of the backpack we bring with us daily. Polly picked up on how to put the puppet on her hand and move the character immediately. Laura and Polly then spent quite a bit of time having the puppets &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;exchange&lt;/span&gt; kisses and dance. A good time had by both. We also brought the notebook computer today &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-loaded with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Raffi&lt;/span&gt; children's music. Polly danced with Momma and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pappa&lt;/span&gt; briefly but spent most of the time on Laura's lap simply listening to the music. After each song she'd ask Laura to play the music again (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Olesya&lt;/span&gt;, our translator, hung out in the room with us for a while today translating Polly's words). In addition to more smiles, we also heard her talk a great deal today. Her little voice is so sweet. We look forward to hearing that little voice speak in English!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lunched again today with our coordinator and who then joined us walking all over town doing errands (which included purchasing circus tickets for tomorrow evening). Brett knowingly ate a horse meat and noodle soup for lunch stating the meat tastes like beef. With horses in the family, Laura's not so sure she can be as daring...we'll see. The weather was a few degrees cooler today than it has been but the sky was blue and the sun was bright, so all bundled up we barely noticed the temperature drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful having &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Olesya&lt;/span&gt; along with us this afternoon since she is fluent in both Russian and English. The errands were personal for us but she did all the talking. Tomorrow morning Polly will be going to see a doctor outside the orphanage for a "second opinion" checkup so our usual morning visit is postponed until late afternoon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Olesya&lt;/span&gt; offered to escort us through one of the local outdoor markets so now with an open morning she will meet us at 11am for an another adventure. We are very fortunate to have someone here who is not only coordinating our adoption every step of the way while we are in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kostanai&lt;/span&gt;, but is taking time out of her regular day to make our visit a bit more exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we joined the two American families we met a few days ago for dinner again. It's amazing how quickly our days seem to be moving. We brought movies, books, beading projects and games to help us pass the time and we've barely touched any of it (we're obviously not bored yet). The only English speaking channel on television is The Discovery Channel (on occasion) so we certainly haven't been resorting to TV to help pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will end this evening by making a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-scheduled phone call to our International Medical Specialist in Virginia Beach to review Polly's medical history file. She is considered to be in very good health by the doctor at the baby home and hope our doctor at home agrees.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-919942517786756211?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/919942517786756211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=919942517786756211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/919942517786756211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/919942517786756211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-5-puppets.html' title='Day 5 - Puppets'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoSAGGLHU3I/AAAAAAAAAOo/Q1FS4N4ZYkw/s72-c/Day+5+-+mermaid+hair.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-5518442183382072762</id><published>2007-02-06T09:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T23:40:05.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4 - Medical Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-gmLHU2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/UCTMF3UHAXU/s1600-h/Day+4+-+kids+at+play.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081325378048840546" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-gmLHU2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/UCTMF3UHAXU/s320/Day+4+-+kids+at+play.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-R2LHU1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h_e3iXH_MQ8/s1600-h/Day+4+-+warming+up+to+Pappa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081325124645770066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-R2LHU1I/AAAAAAAAAOY/h_e3iXH_MQ8/s320/Day+4+-+warming+up+to+Pappa.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR8WGLHUyI/AAAAAAAAAOA/TmtGHUweoKo/s1600-h/Day+4+-+more+warming+up+to+Pappa.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR8t2LHUzI/AAAAAAAAAOI/qPWMfrFVX-c/s1600-h/Day+4+-+pink+snow+bunny.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We began our day reviewing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LMS's&lt;/span&gt; medical history with the staff doctor at the baby house. Overall, she is in wonderful health and very much developing for a child typical of her age. We followed with our regular scheduled visit with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LMS&lt;/span&gt;, who we shall now refer to as Polly. Polly was quiet again today. Since she has been more comfortable with Laura than Brett we decided to let Brett dominate time with her today in hopes of gaining more points. We think it worked. He started the visit by placing Polly on his lap and rubbing her back. He decided she could stay there as long as she pleased, which lasted for 30-45 minutes! The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Pappa&lt;/span&gt; / Polly snuggle time ended when one of the caretakers entered the room to invite Polly and us to join the other kids in her group for play out in the snow. We all bundled up, went outside and laughed, played, threw snowballs with the other children and had a wonderful time. We hope to participate in more outdoor time as this was a great place for Polly to let loose and really be herself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After our visit to the baby house we joined our coordinator for lunch again. As usual, the food was delicious. Each of us had different types of soup and salad. Water with "gas" is now usually our beverage of choice (unless it's dinner, then we splurge for a brew).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-BmLHU0I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cO10HwCt6QM/s1600-h/Day+4+-+snow+angel+for+Luke.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081324845472895810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-BmLHU0I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/cO10HwCt6QM/s320/Day+4+-+snow+angel+for+Luke.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After lunch, we strolled downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kostanai&lt;/span&gt; just taking in the sights. We hope to make such walks on a daily basis. Our walk took us all the way to the river which is currently frozen solid! We saw a number of ice fishing taking place on the lake. Laura took time out to make a snow angel in the snow which she had promised Luke she would do. Sure wish he were here as well. We hope to bring both children back one day. Perhaps in the summer which we would imagine is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we completed our stroll we were fortunate to hear the call to prayer from the Mosque. The call is a man's voice singing a beautiful tune which can be heard for blocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The snow has been falling gently all day. This made our walk and our day extra special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-5518442183382072762?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5518442183382072762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=5518442183382072762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5518442183382072762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/5518442183382072762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-4-medical-review.html' title='Day 4 - Medical Review'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RoR-gmLHU2I/AAAAAAAAAOg/UCTMF3UHAXU/s72-c/Day+4+-+kids+at+play.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-8342854856277713325</id><published>2007-02-05T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:18:11.268-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3 - Tour of the Baby House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today the director of the baby house gave us a full tour and history of the facility where our daughter currently resides. This particular baby house, The Delphi (The Dolphin), is considered one of the best in the country by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kazakhstan's&lt;/span&gt; First Lady (who has visited on more than one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;occasion&lt;/span&gt;). We witnessed first hand how well cared for and loved these children are by those responsible for them while they are there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZPNI1f4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/bYPDhBaDBJw/s1600-h/Day+3+-+a+favorite+past+time.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072769779294896002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZPNI1f4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/bYPDhBaDBJw/s320/Day+3+-+a+favorite+past+time.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LMS&lt;/span&gt; was a little quiet today. She was very happy to see us (apparently bragged with excitement to her group when she saw us), just quiet. We spend most of our time looking at the abundance of family photos I brought and coloring in the coloring book. Tomorrow we get to take her outside and play...with snow thick on the ground, this should be a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following our visit at the baby house, we lunched with our coordinator and then went shopping at the mall. The mall...more like an over priced indoor flea market, was entertaining in itself. Each level by merchandise category. The first floor was lined with cell phones for sale (no shortage here. I've never seen so many cell phones on display). Up a couple of floors was fur coats and hats. EVERYONE where's fur here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening, we shared a make shift happy hour with 2 other American families wrapping up their adoption process followed by a fun dinner out with one of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;families&lt;/span&gt;. Each of us are adopting children from different facilities. The first family from another baby house in the near by town of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rudney&lt;/span&gt; and the second family (who we dined with) from the older children's facility here in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kostanai&lt;/span&gt;. All three families are working with different agencies, but when there are rumors of another American family near by, you tend to seek them out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-8342854856277713325?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8342854856277713325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=8342854856277713325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8342854856277713325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/8342854856277713325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-3-tour-of-baby-house.html' title='Day 3 - Tour of the Baby House'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYZPNI1f4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/bYPDhBaDBJw/s72-c/Day+3+-+a+favorite+past+time.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-9107790898643243111</id><published>2007-02-04T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:14:30.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2 The Adventure Continues</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today was our first complete visit (2 1/2 hours).  The visit began with great enthusiasm from all 3 of us.  Walking hand in hand with a caretaker down a hallway to greet us, LMS screamed out with excitement the moment she saw her visitors in the lobby.  WOW, such enthusiasm from only a brief 20 minute or so introduction the day before!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Privately, in a room just off her group room, we entertained ourselves for the next couple of hours tossing a blowup ball around, coloring in a coloring book, making moving vehicles with legos, etc.  She expresses great enthusiasm when she gets excited about things.  Her eyes (incredibly beautiful I must add) lit up wide every time we brought out something new to do.  The ball, though, was most certainly her favorite.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She seems to be speaking well but it is difficult to tell since she is speaking Russian and her words, at this point, are few.  We brought our talking pocket translator to help us communicate during our visits but I'm not sure it's helping us.  She looks at us funny whenever we try to mimick the voice on this device.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We wore her our physically with all the activity during our time together and ended our visit with LMS curled up on her new "Momma's" lap where she sat almost motionless for many mintues.  We thought she was about to go to sleep but I now believe she was just enjoying being so close.  A caretaker then took her to join her group for lunch.  As Brett and Laura crossed through her group room to leave, she waived good bye from her lunch seat as did the rest of the group.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The balance of the day we spent just walking and familiarizing ourselves with this very charming town.  It seems that people prefer to use their feet rather than motor to get around so we were not out alone.  We were also the most casually dressed in town (even in the middle of the day).  Women with perfectly groomed hair and makeup in fur and spiked healed boots were all around us.  Everyone is trim, we assume from all the walking because the food is ridiculously inexpensive and delicious!  We ate lunch at a small Russian pub which included large beers.  We spent around 1100 tenge which computes to less than $9.00 US.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Still not fully rested from the many hours of traveling, we came home and crashed at around 4pm in the afternoon.  I (Laura) am writing at 3am here since I've already received my full days rest....guess we've got a bit more adjusting to with this 11 hour time difference.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-9107790898643243111?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9107790898643243111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=9107790898643243111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/9107790898643243111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/9107790898643243111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/day-2-adventure-continues.html' title='Day 2 The Adventure Continues'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-6993719049373967663</id><published>2007-02-03T11:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:12:38.829-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We've Arrived!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday, Feb 1. at approximately 1:00pm Brett and Laura began their 33 hour travel schedule to Kazakhstan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning, we arrived in Frankfurt Germany with a 13 hour layover ahead of us, bags checked all the way to Kaz and nothing left to do but to explore the location we were in. We hopped on a city train and were off to explore downtown Frankfurt. We walked for many blocks, took touristy photos and ate a traditional lunch of schnitzel and German beer in a historic bar district. The temperature was chilly but tolerable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065744007608996690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0jVeCZE1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/UcfbgJlBw4M/s320/A+layover+-+Germany+layover+breakfast.JPG" border="0" /&gt;We arrived in Kostanai Kazakhstan right on schedule this morning. After some minor dealings with Customs, we were met by our coordinator (who will be our "hand holder" for most of the time we are here). We originally did not expect to meet the special little person we traveled half way around the world to meet until Monday, but were pleasantly surprised to learn we were to meet her within one hour of arriving. We quickly went to our hotel to check in and change and were on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first visit was good. Little Miss Sunshine (as she will be known in this blog) stepped into the room dressed for a party. She was cautious of the two adults she was being introduced to as her new mamma and pappa but was not afraid. We shared a bit of time warming up to each other until we had to say goodbye. We had given her a baby doll and were told that when she returned to the room where the rest of the children in her group were she showed it off as the gift given by her mamma and pappa. She seems to be a warm, smart, almost 3 year old. We look forward to the upcoming days of getting to know each other better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072768095667715938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYXtNI1f2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/v5ZZyRGJaEA/s320/Day+1+-+meet+Polina.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072768370545622898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/RmYX9NI1f3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/6bEywVgqxic/s320/Day+1+-+first+shared+smile.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After returning to the hotel we rested and then joined another American family working with our same agency for a wonderful dinner a short walk away from the hotel. The area of Kostanai near the hotel was busy with many people on foot. Some with destinations like ourselves and others seeming to just be out for a nice walk in the crisp winter air. The couple we were with pointed out where we'd likely do most of our shopping, where all the cool restaurants were (including those with English menus) and where to find entertainment. It was a beautiful night for a walk following dinner with fresh snow in the air and on the ground. The streets were lit with lights from the holidays (new year we were told). Tomorrow afternoon we'll get out on foot and explore some more. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-6993719049373967663?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6993719049373967663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=6993719049373967663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/6993719049373967663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/6993719049373967663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/02/weve-arrived.html' title='We&apos;ve Arrived!'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_cvfcYX_fOFI/Rk0jVeCZE1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/UcfbgJlBw4M/s72-c/A+layover+-+Germany+layover+breakfast.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-131580136950735397</id><published>2007-01-27T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T19:11:16.048-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Invitation Issued!</title><content type='html'>Our LOI (Letter of Invitation) has been signed and we are welcome to enter Kazakhstan next weekend!  If all goes as planned, we will begin our lengthy flight from Washington DC this upcoming Thursday eve, February 1st. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we arrive in Kostanai over the weekend as currently scheduled, then Monday we'll visit the orphanage where we'll meet the newest addition to the Watrous family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-131580136950735397?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/131580136950735397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=131580136950735397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/131580136950735397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/131580136950735397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/invitation-issued.html' title='Invitation Issued!'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-1648627289575822786</id><published>2007-01-18T21:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T17:09:31.469-05:00</updated><title type='text'>January Update</title><content type='html'>Rumor has it we are reeeeellly close to receiving our invitation to enter the country of Kazakhstan. Right now, our paperwork is in the region of Kostanai which is located in north central Kazakhstan. Quite close to the Russian border. Keep your fingers crossed for travel before the end of January!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-1648627289575822786?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1648627289575822786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=1648627289575822786' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/1648627289575822786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/1648627289575822786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2007/01/january-update.html' title='January Update'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30993778.post-115518475310388601</id><published>2006-08-10T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:32:03.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Kazakhstan Adoption Journey Begins</title><content type='html'>Our plan to adopt internationally, which originally began in late 2002...is soon taking us to the country of Kazakhstan for a daughter and a sister to our son, Luke, who we adopted as a parental placement in 2003.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After extensive research of adoption agencies and countries available to US Citizens for adoption, we chose &lt;a href="https://www.cia.gov/cia/publications/factbook/geos/kz.html"&gt;Kazakhstan&lt;/a&gt;. Kazakhstan appealed to us for a number of reasons. Here are just a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;In early 2003 when we officially began the adoption process the country of Kazakhstan was one in few that permitted adopting two unrelated children at the same time (that has since changed), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The caretaker to child ratio was better than other countries we were considering at the time which, we felt, was ultimately better for the future emotional stability of the children living in these institutionalized environments,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;From what we read, the country of Kazakhstan really cares about their orphaned children and the orphanages offer a number of programs for the children giving them more rounded lives...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;In January of this year we decided to begin our journey for a second child, a daughter and sister to our son. Because we were looking to adopt only one child this time we discussed other countries with our adoption agency to see if another country might make a better fit for our family. After careful review, Kazakhstan continues to win our hearts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the end of May we successfully had completed our home study (state required documents and report) and all the documents required for our dossier (in country required documents which includes the home study). The dossier was sent off to be apostilled (authenticated) and at the end of June we received a copy of the fully apostilled dossier back with a letter from our adoption agency congratulating us on getting to this point. The letter stated our documents had been forwarded for translation and then would be sent to the Consulate of Kazakhstan in New York where they would begin the process of approval by the government of Kazakhstan. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Currently, the process of translation to final approval is taking 3 to 4 months. Once approved, a time frame to travel will be determined depending on "appropriate referrals available" from either of the orphanages our adoption agency works with as well as the number of waiting families ahead of us in the process. Our adoption agency works with orphanages in Kostanai (aka Kostanay or Qustanay), a small town in northern Kazakhstan and the capital city of Astana. An appropriate referral for us will include a girl born on or after October 1, 2003. The significance of this date is so that Luke and his sister can be at least one full school year apart. We’re okay if they are close in age otherwise so long as she is younger than Luke…he has earned his place to be recognized as the “big brother”. All other considerations are up to the laws of Kazakhstan governing adoption of their native children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As of a few days ago we were waiting family number six for Kazakhstan with our agency. We are family number four waiting to adopt a female.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will travel within a couple of weeks of receiving our LOI (Letter of Invitation) from Kazakhstan. This is all that we are waiting on at this point and anticipate getting this wonderful news in late October / early November sometime (depending on appropriate referrals available, of course). Travel to Kazakhstan consists of two trips. Brett and I will travel together for the first trip and be in Kazakhstan for four to six weeks. After a short trip home (2 to 4 weeks) I will return to Kazakhstan alone to pick up our daughter and bring her home to her to new life and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, we patiently wait………we keep our minds busy by reading and learning from internet journals like this one of families who had completed this process before us. We are learning about the country of which our daughter was born and beginning to practice a small bit of the Russian language. Time seems to be moving slowly now but when we look back on this time I know that it will appear differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our post entries will be few between now and the time that we travel, but we promise to post often (with photos) while we are in Kazakhstan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, please keep our daughter and all other orphaned children of this earth in your prayers. Each and every one of these children deserves a loving, safe and secure family to call their own.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/30993778-115518475310388601?l=watrous2kaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/feeds/115518475310388601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=30993778&amp;postID=115518475310388601' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/115518475310388601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/30993778/posts/default/115518475310388601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://watrous2kaz.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-kazakhstan-adoption-journey-begins.html' title='Our Kazakhstan Adoption Journey Begins'/><author><name>watrous2kaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06462545481701837861</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2928/3335/1600/family%201.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
