Written by Dallas...
Today is July 9th and I can’t even explain my joy. It started today at 8:15 AM we were to be downstairs to meet Sandy and Ms.Chi to go to the orphanage to get Logan. We had no idea if we would be the first group or if it would be the others. Ms Chi was late so we had to all stand around and visit (we were all way too nervous and excited to sit). Finally Ms Chi arrived and we were split into two different taxi cabs. We were in one cab with Ms Chi and the rest of the families were with Sandy in the other cab. Our fist stop would be the Tam Binh orphanage (Logan was not at this one - he was at Picasso Orphanage).
It was quite a site going in a cab through the streets of Ho Chi Minh City; there are so many people on scooters. The traffic was unbelievable, it’s too hard to explain it but it’s best to say its like ants going into their ant hill, every which way. We finally arrive at the Tam Binh Orphanage (by the way this is the one that Angelina adopted from) and we all pile out into the little conference room in the orphanage. The two families with us are Mike & Monique and Jeff & Karen; they were both getting little girls. It was so exciting to see and feel the excitement with these families. Then they brought in the babies, it was so amazing!! Now we are even more excited to get Logan. It was a very short little ceremony of sorts and then the families were going back to the apartments. Our facilitator was going with them so we would be on our own with Ms Chi.
It seemed like forever for us to get to the Picasso Orphanage; we were winding through crowded side streets, packed highways and dirt roads. (When I say the roads are packed, I really mean it) Finally we hear the horn honk and we are at the gate to Picasso, I can feel the emotions starting to build. We get out of the car and take some pictures then we are led into this little board room. We are introduced to the people that run the orphanage but I couldn’t tell you their names. We are taking some pictures, drinking some tea with the director people and then Logan arrives. I can’t even tell you how it felt, it was so like I was going to pass out yet so wonderful. Scott has Logan in his arms and he is more handsome than any of his pictures ever revealed about him. He does look a little confused and grumpy but this only lasts for a few minutes. We do the ceremony and back into the cab, the ride back seemed shorter than the ride to. I am still in total amazement at how beautiful this little guy is and how I feel so bonded with him already, it’s really weird. He smells good and his skin is so soft. He wants to play a little bit and he finally smiles at us, my heart melts even more, by the end of the ride he knows he has us wrapped around his fingers. He falls asleep for the rest of the ride.
Back at the apartment we have the opportunity to change our first diaper. We waited a while because we were just in amazement that this was our son, plus the fact that neither one of us had ever changed a diaper. It turns out that it wasn’t so bad after all, just messy!!! The funny part was that we didn’t know how to put the diaper on him, they seemed a bit big. It all worked out, Logan was ready to play and we are now a family…WOW.
Monday, July 9, 2007
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4 comments:
That's such a beautiful message Dallas! I could picture the three of you... and definitely feel your excitement. Congratulations to you on this wonderful day! Diana and I are SO happy!!!
Congratulations Dallas & Scott.
Danielle and I are anxious to see all 3 of you.
Hello Dallas!
The Day 2 blog made us all cry! We are all so happy for the three of you. We are enjoying the updates, keep them coming! Can't wait for you to get back and visit with Logan.
Peggy, Tracy, Tracie, and Jen
I am so happy for you guys. I told Brandon all about it on the way home from school today. He wants to paint Logan a picture after dinner.
I am anxious to read more updates. Please send more pics if you can. I hope all is going well and the first nights sleep was good.
Love to you all,
Malia
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