Teresa has a cure for the very-early-morning snack attack
Sharing with her new little brother
A second breakfast at the Golden Arches in Germany. We had about a six-hour lay-over at Frankfurt.
Since our stroller died from a fatal blow apparently suffered at the hands of the luggage handlers on our flight to Kiev, we resorted to using a luggage carrier while whiling away our long stay in Frankfurt. Please don't think too hard of me for using the "leash"--I was afraid Steven would dart off in the crowd and get lost or hurt.
Thanks again to everyone who has supported this adoption in any way. I can hardly believe it is really me saying, "It is finished!"