Yesterday was Erik's birthday. It is hard to believe he is 15 already. Erik chose to make his own birthday dinner of roast duck with portobella mushrooms and Pinot Noir sauce over barley, carrots with butter and brown sugar, and potatoes and onions cooked with Pinot Noir. Craig and I made a yellow cake to put candles on and served it with ice cream. The meal was delicious.
Erik was a little down, though, because he had hoped we would have already moved by now. Plus, we had helped our daughter Jessica move into a new apartment the day before so that was a reminder that we hadn't moved yet. After a good meal and some laughter, Erik was feeling better. We are all tired of being in limbo waiting for the farm to sell and being able to move on with our life. Lord willing, we won't have to wait too much longer.
We haven't heard any more from the agency about the adoption except that the kids are doing fine and Abraham is a great dancer plus a bunch of new pictures of the kids. I figure as long as we get new pictures, we're still on track to finalize the adoption and move onto the visa. Some families haven't been so fortunate. They are in our prayers.