Special Dates

It's been a great couple of days. I was able to take Isabel and Silas out on seperate "dates" on Monday. I had a sweet time with each of them.

Isabel and I went to Jaques French Resturaunt for a pastry. I was able to talk to her about our time in Colombia. She shared with me that every day was her favorite day. I went back through the things that we did, and she could not pick a favorite, she has enjoyed it all. I asked her if there was any day she did not like, and she said, "remember that 1 night when I cried and told you I wanted to go back to a family of 4?!" She said that was her only bad night, and that she is very happy that she has 2 new sisters. That was about day 4 into our adventure. She has loved it all, and poured her little heart and soul into it all! She shared that she does not want to go home without me, and saying good-bye to Camila was going to be very hard. These are very real feelings, and she has been a bit "out of sorts" these past couple of days...she knows what is coming, and is a bit nervous, and sad. I could keep her here with me so easy, but, I know it is time for her to return home, to school...It is time for her to go...I am going to miss her so much!

Silas and I went to his one and only favorite place...Mimos Ice Cream shop and play area. Silas always speaks what is on his mind. So, I told him I was going to say a word, and he had to tell me what he thought. We made it a game. I said, "Mimos," he said, "Mi favorito, Mama!" I said "Los Pisingos," he said, "My head hurts." I asked why...and he said, "por que cuando yo soy (because when I am) there, I feel very sick like I am never going to leave Bogota!" I said, "Camila" he said, "Es muy bonita!" I said, "Colombia" he said, "Don't like." I asked why...he said "because Caroline is now en mi familia." I said, "Avion" he said..."Cuando, manana?!?!...can I go tomorrow?!" You get the picture. Many parts of this journey has been extremely hard on our little man. But, even through the mess and difficulty of bringing 2 four year olds together, visiting the place that he lived for the first 9 1/2 months...playing with only girls...although, very difficult...he has grown... His Spanish is unbeleivable. He mixes it with his English, but, is not afraid to try and make mistakes. He understands and comprehends everything and is always correcting me. I feel very good about sending him home...only because I know that is where his heart is!

So, yesterday we wrapped things up, did haircuts, and one final outing with Camila. It's a bit surreal that part of us is heading home and part of us is staying...one thing is for certain, after 8 weeks we definitely "feel" more like a family, together no matter what, no matter how hard or easy it gets...no matter how much one likes each other or dislikes each other...we are a family...that is just how God planned us and made us to be...so we press on...