Our paper baby has made it to Salt Lake City. I'm excited to see the progress.
Every now and then I like to stick my stomach WWAAYY out and joke that I'm pregnant with a 5-year-old. My kids are horrified at the sight and say, "Mom, don't do that."
Little R's country took a break from accepting dossiers for a couple weeks but seem to be back in business as of yesterday.
Some of you are probably wondering why I always call our new son Little R and have tried really hard not to specify his country of origin. The fact is we haven't decided on a new name yet and I'm just trying to be extra careful to protect his identity so I don't offend anyone there in Eastern Europe.
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