We're done with all we had to do in Port. We cannot go home because we have to pick someone up at the airport at 3:45. So, we're sitting at Boca Moca in Petionville with nothing but time to kill. Troy is sleeping on a couch, Noah is eating a banana smoothie. Being stuck for two hours with no work to do, sitting with A/C and Internet and yummy food available ... Life is good.
The girls are home with the other three kids. They voted Noah to leave for the day. The people at Boca Moca may take issue with that by the time we leave.
The girls had lists to finish and people to go say goodbye to; you MUST say a proper goodbye here. If you miss someone, you WILL hear about it. We'll drop them off at the Agape plane around 8:30 tomorrow morning. Their ride picks them up in Venice, FL in the afternoon.
We had called the vet twice to confirm that we could show up today to get our letter allowing Peanut to enter the USA. We also asked numerous times if we could come without the dog, since she had just been there recently. Each time we were told, yeah- sure- don't bring the dog.
We sat down at the Vet's desk and he said "where is the dog?"
"You SHOULD have brought the dog!"
We could see him digging in a bit. Troy said, "No, I called twice and both times was told I did not have to bring the dog." The Vet then just employed the Haitian way of arguing which is to repeat yourself ... over and over. So, he proceeded to tell us three more times that we SHOULD have the dog there.
The feisty Troy was all, "YEAH- WELL - WE DID NOT! AND WE DID NOT BECAUSE YOUR PEOPLE TOLD US IT WAS NOT NECESSARY. SO WHAT WE SHOULD HAVE DONE IS SORT OF IRRELEVANT - WE ARE TWO HOURS FROM THE DOG NOW!"
Then it was just a contest of who could sit and stare longer.
We got the letter. The dog can go. I admit to having mixed feelings, because for a brief moment I envisioned myself getting out of the drive and just flying the whole way home instead. I was booking tickets in my head and cancelling that mini-van. Sigh.
OH BRITT - YOU ARE SO LOVED!!!
Have you ever known or spent time with a very HIGH ENERGY and vivacious person? Someone who is exuberant and generally joyful? Those people are so fun to be with. They bring you up just by being in the same room.
Take that person, put him on large quantities of speed and give him unending energy. Imagine verbal dysentery of UNKNOWN and UNSEEN proportions. Spend days and days on end with that hyper-active person. See if you still find them so fun to be with at, OH, say ... day 5 or 6.
You've just spent some time with "count-down Isaac." Without ANY exaggeration he is now asking and confirming the departure date approximately 378 times each day. Three days? Three days right? I am leaving in three days? Oh my gosh it is three days till MN! I cannot believe it is three days. DO you know three days is less than four? On and on and on ad infinitum. I might glue his lips shut.
Tina knows what variety of baby she will be adopting now! The ultrasound looked great this morning. I will let HER tell you.
Time for a new blended coffee. Have a good night.