We did it! Our appointment was at 2 and we didn't get seen until 4 and the boys were WONDERFUL. They were quiet and then teased a bit and played with Marty and each other. No toys. I am amazed. One couple from the guest house did not pass and we're kinda of shocked . . . and they were before us (while we were there) so we were sweating bullets for a bit.
But we then took a taxi tour of the city, seeing where Marty was last year as well as many sights. It was wonderful. We DID make it to the weaver's market and I'm already regretting not getting more scarves - but I'm keeping true to my promise to Marty. I spent about $50 and we're stopping right there.
Can't wait to see you. We have one more full day. The boys are wonderful. MARVELOUS! They are BOYS and I'm laughing at both them and myself; I've got to get used to rough-housing. They are a delight. Helen told me that not only is Samuel calling me Mom but he is using an especially posessive term in Amharic that is similar to "my mommy" which she finds especially endearing. She approved of my purchases. We are celebrating tomorrow with authentic Ethiopian food right here at the Guest House (with her fries of course I'm sure).
Love to you all,
Carole
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"MY MOMMY" -- that makes me tingle all over. They are as ready to be part of your family as you were to have them! Congratulations on passing the Embassy!!! You're almost home!
Karmen
Love it Carole!! That is a wonderful step he has taken in calling you "my mommy". In fact Emma only began making that connecting a few months ago and makes that statement several time a day now. "You are my mommy" You are my daddy". CONGRATULATIONS on you two sons!!
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