This has been requested so he can continue to take attendance for a youth orchestra for 4 more weeks - which requires no more interaction with the children than the rest of the parents who sit in the back for the hour of rehearsal.
But I digress.
One of the perks to international adoption is that by the time it's over, you have all sorts of interesting things, like extra copies of the fingerprint cards that were required to get U.S. approval to adopt. So this morning I hauled out the 'adoption box' and started rifling through forms, emails, certified documents, dossier guts, champagne corks and the like, so I could save Mr Perfect a fun filled afternoon downtown.
And I came across this . . .
This is one of the earliest photos we have of the boys, "Slawomir" and "Michal", taken not long after they were removed from their first set of parents. Come to think of it, it was shot not long before Mr Perfect and I started the adoption process again. It was taken as a Christmas photo - you know, when children are usually very happy and excited about the season, barely able to contain themselves. You know there was a photographer probably saying, "Smile!" Yet their faces show results of experiences that they should not have known . . .
Sigh . . .
Fast forward five years.
Thank you, Lord, for such a change. Thank you for bringing my sons home. Thank you for letting your grace blur some memories, softening the edges of those rough spots. Thank you for blessing me with these children. Thank you for your mercy on their precious hearts.
And yes, I found the fingerprint card.