After a losing battle with our foreign washing machine, I gave in to traditional hand-washing. It was quite a workout. Sadly, upon our return this evening our clothes and towels were still wet. Perhaps the night will bring better results (ha ha)...
We made it to the orphanage around 1:45 PM (after some errands) just in time to join the older children for a concert. It was quite entertaining. Some of the Eastern dances got a little scandalous for our taste (i.e. belly dancing and all, ha ha), but the kids enjoyed a little cultural experience.
We had to leave the orphanage once the concert was over to sign documents at the courthouse with our facilitator. When all was said and done there, we were informed that since there are four kids to be adopted there are two required court dates. The preliminary hearing will be done without us on Friday (4/17) and our official court date will be Tuesday (4/21) at 10:00 AM. Please pray that things will continue to go smoothly with the legal process. We have a fabulous team working on our behalf. Quite a blessing.
We stopped back by the orphanage on our way to the city where we're staying to spend a few minutes with all the kids (the younger two had been in nap time during the concert). The room available for us to visit in was the younger children's sleep-room. There were probably 25 small size beds spread out in this one little room with each child's name above them. Sobering. We had brought notebooks with pens so they could write or draw. The youngest (who we'll just call "Joy" for now) spent her time either jumping on the beds or trying to get in on the action of her older siblings (she is adorable and energetic). The next to youngest (who we'll just call "Sophia" for now) drew a house for us and played a little with a ball Tony had brought. The older two (we'll just call "James" and "Grace") went between drawing in their books to playing with the ball to wanting to see the camera and attempting to go through my purse. We will need a lesson in boundaries (ha ha). We enjoyed our time with the kids, though brief, and felt like they are warming up to us more and more. I wrote this morning in my journal in amazement of how much love is in my heart for these precious ones whom I barely know! God is so good.
Our driver (Oleg) and translator (Jana) took us to the grocery store before home so we could get a few more items to cook for meals. We also hit the McDonald's drive-thru before getting home (we hadn't had lunch and were starving). I laughed with Tony about how we never eat McD's in the states. In fact, I don't remember the last time I had it? I'm not the biggest fan. However, it is a little piece of home and seems to taste slightly better over here in Ukraine. :)
I don't think we can tell you enough how grateful we are for you and how encouraged we are by your prayerful support. May our Sovereign Father fill you up to the measure of all the fullness of Christ Jesus as you seek His glory!