I am busy cleaning, although when you have an almost 7 year old who owes you 3 hours of work for goofing off at her last piano lesson, you tend to leave a few things for her to do when she gets home from the already-scheduled swim date at a friend's. I looked around the dining room and living room and thought, this is Sophia's job. So I came upstairs and the SIREN SONG OF THE COMPUTER sucked me in.
But I was glad it did--I had a happy feast day note from my pastor, very sweet, and an even more exciting email from my neighbor Elizabeth who writes over at From Bankrupt to Baby. She and her husband are busy bees getting ready to bring home a daughter from Korea. I live this vicariously through them, worrying when paperwork is late, waiting for forms to arrive with bureaucratic alphanumeric names, ogling over the picture they received (and thinking back to when I helped my great aunt Sarah clean out and organize her pictures, finding the picture of Hesouk, age 18 months, who became my second cousin Jane in 1974). They have all their ducks in a row and now it's the waiting game.
And today they got "the call" from Korea letting them know to come on down, next contestant, etc. They are leaving ASAP and before we know it, there'll be yet another little one on our lovely, child-filled block.
I can't wait to meet her.