Just another afternoon in ptown aka I think its Thursday but who knows how long we have been here.

Just another afternoon in ptown aka I think its Thursday but who knows how long we have been here.

This evening when we got there(4pm) the kids were finishing snack and were dressed and ready for us. We helped them get their tights and shoes on(yes vasiliy wears tights.) and then took Natasha Diana and Vasiliy off by ourselves away from the groupa. What a difference. We played Uno. We hugged and kissed. We ran we chased we climbed. We sat on the swing, we colored, drew, and watched their afternoon performance on the camera. Vasy has been mothered to death so he was all about getting some Papoo time. They wrestled and chased and hid and climbed and hugged and kissed. They were wonderful. They were free with hugs and kisses and would come running, arms out to us and we would run and hug them. There were lots of hugs and kisses when we had to say Paka(bye bye) after such a fun time together. Vasy wouldn’t let go of Papoo. He was just about in tears and I am pretty sure big boys of 8 do not cry(if you live in an orphanage) he didn’t want us to go. I kept telling him Utro(morning), we would come back Utro. At 10. He started ticking off on his fingers the numbers telling us he wants us to come back utro and the next utro and 25 utros. We hugged and kissed him some more. He seems to be a very tender loving sweet boy who loves to run and climb and play ball. Then we kissed the girls and said Paka. Their evening meal was already being served so we didn’t want them to miss out on anything. After our hour’s walk home we had an adventure trying to find dish soap. Try to explain what you want when they don’t understand you and you don’t understand them and you do not know enough words in Russian to tell them what you want. It was rather funny. But we did end up with what appears to be dish soap. Those kids are just the highlight of our day. I bet Maia will love the girls. And Ethan and Vasy can climb the trees together and run and play wild boy stuff. Vasy loves to get wild. But he settles easily and can go from wild boy to snuggles with mama in no time at all. Now if we could just get things MOOOOVING!