|Christy in the sweater I made for her!|
|Daddy's Girls for Sure!|
After breakfast we prepared to meet with our team to go to the passport office. It wasn't far, but it was faster to go by car. We basically walked right in, as our attorney's mother was already there doing the paperwork. We were only there for the photo. Christy does not like to sit in an open chair, so "set her on the stool" was not an option. Eventually after much stress and much crying by Christy we got a somewhat decent photo of her with her looking over my shoulder....crying and looking very mad/sad. Then we were whisked back out to the street and driven to our hotel.
|They are making a new round about|
So there were walls up for construction
Making photo-ops minimal
We then headed back to the hotel for a much needed nap. Then we were able to meet another mom who was on their "gotcha trip" too. We had it easy and met them for dinner at the hotel. Christy and Silas didn't pay much attention to each other at dinner, but later when they were playing on the floor in our hotel room, she laughed whenever he made noise or touched her. It was so cute! We did find out at dinner that she does NOT like an umbrella stroller. She basically doesn't like any seat that is open. She loves her car seat and a highchair, but open seats cause her to go into full panic in seconds.
|When she becomes insecure, the leg goes up behind the head (or her arm) and out pops that bottom lip.|
It's a cross between fear and anger. We now read her very well, this particular episode, we were still learning.
Thursday night was another good night's sleep. I can not express how thankful we were that she slept so well at night - we were both still suffering from jet lag in a big way. We did not have anything planned for Friday, so we pretty much just hung out in our hotel room. We had plans to meet with Yavor, our interpreter from our first trip. He drove us to Leo's Pizza - a true Italian restaurant. I ordered the wood fired pizza, and Daryl ordered a pasta dish. The food was excellent, and so was the company. All too soon it was time to go back to the hotel. We said "goodbye" to Yavor and thanked him for making our first trip so memorable. Then it was time to tuck Christy in bed and go to sleep ourselves.