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Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Day 2 - A Day at the Police Station

Well, today was interesting. David headed down to the Phoenix Police Department to be fingerprinted at 7:30 this morning. It's very important when you live in this county to get fingerprinted immediately because your home study cannot be turned in to the state for review until 60 days after you've been fingerprinted.

In turn, Grace, George and I headed to the Phoenix Police Station while Jack and Henry were in school so that I could get fingerprinted. We walked in the front doors and were literally surrounded by I don't know what. All I know is that there were a whole lot of people speaking other languages, blocking doorways, and using somewhat raised voices. Thankfully, the fingerprinting area was off to the side, and there were only three other people in there besides us (though they were arguing with the supervisor through a translator about something having to do with the fact that they'd received a traffic citation as the passengers of a vehicle, which they didn't feel was plausible).

No matter. Ten minutes later we were leaving with the fingerprinting card completed and in hand. Two feet outside the police station, Grace says, "Okay, we got that done. Can we go get her now?"

Yeah, um, no. It's going to be a while.

Thirty minutes later, as we were driving to Costco, Grace said, "Mom, we're going to have to get her some serious clothes." I agreed, and she said, "I think we're going to have to go to Nordstrom."

Oh how I love that kid.

I then decided that, while I was filling out more paperwork, it was the perfect time to teach Grace and Jack how to clean the bathrooms because I'm all about streamlining the cleaning processes around here. They did their sinks, tubs, and floors with greater precision than any cleaning person available for hire, and when they were finished, Grace actually came into my office and said, "Mom, thank you for the opportunity to clean our bathrooms."

THE OPPORTUNITY TO CLEAN OUR BATHROOMS!

I'll be happy to give them the "opportunity" again in about 10 days!

As I sit here completing paperwork, Jack and Grace are creating "adoption papers." I don't know exactly what this means, but Grace just came in and asked if her sister would come with a name or whether we'd give her one. I told her a little of both: her birthmother will give her a name, and we are able to give her a name ourselves when she becomes our daughter. Jack then uttered, "Yeah, I think we're going to name her Moses." They are now in the OTHER room arguing over whether or not Moses is a girl's name or a boy's name (for the record, Jack pronounces it "Mosef"). I promise, folks, it will not be Moses (or Mosef).

Back to the paperwork!

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