Joe’s flight was delayed eight hours which we used to our advantage-- one more visit together with our baby. She continued to make lots of noises, and we all enjoyed playing together. She kicks her little legs a lot to music or singing and seems to really enjoy it.
The airport good byes were poignant with our translator and driver. After spending so much time together and doing our own version of “bonding,” they were sad to see Joe leave, as he won’t be back again to this city. Driving from the airport we drove past miles of undeveloped, barren plains interspersed with small, rural homes without running water or heat.
Hi Wendy and Joe,
ReplyDeleteLove following your blog. Can't wait to meet that sweet girl!
Pam K.