A little after 8:30 this morning, I hopped onto the Metro to head downtown again. (Funny story about that to come later on our family blog!) I reached the office of foreign affairs around 9:30 AM and waited in line for several minutes to pick up the batch of paperwork I dropped off yesterday. Everything was in order.
(Sidenote: Originally, we were told to make two dossiers and now we have been told to only make one, but I have gone ahead and legalized all the duplicates we originally made - except for the psych report because only one copy was notarized. Just in case, the psych is notarizing the second copy for us and I will be making one more trip downtown for that to be legalized. Better safe than sorry, just in case things change again!)
I then hopped back on the Metro and headed to the Haitian embassy. I wanted to be sure I could locate the address, and after asking several people for directions and taking a couple of wrong turns, I finally did so. It would have been easy to miss - just an apartment building with a small "Embassy of Haiti" sign hanging outside. I was early, so I took another wrong turn and walked an extra-long ways to the nearest Starbucks (afterwards I discovered it was really only three blocks from the embassy if you walked the right way!)
I was buzzed into the apartment building a little after 11 AM, rode the elevator to the 2nd floor and knocked on office #21. After a few minutes' wait, I was ushered into the ambassador's office. (He appeared to be perusing fliers from Chilean department stores, which I found a little amusing for some reason.) We shook hands and he was very friendly and polite. His manner brightened even more when I shared that we were adopting twins! He asked where they were from and when I said "Port-au-Prince" he asked, "Oh, do you speak French?" (I guess I must have pronounced it okay!)
I explained that I spoke English and Spanish but not French, at which point our conversation switched from Spanish to English and he wanted to know what part of the States I was from (he told me he went to school in Washington, DC and drove around Delaware every time he headed to NYC.) I learned a lot about his family; his first wife is American and they had four children before divorcing; his second wife is Argentine and they had two children before divorcing; and now he is considering a third wife because there is a Haitian saying that goes something like, "if two, there must be three!" (At least that's what he told me!)
I am supposed to hear back from his office about the cost of the authentications, but he assured me they would be gracious because I was adopting two of "his children" (ie, from his country.) They will be ready on Tuesday, so I will be picking them up at that time. Please continue to pray that everything goes as smoothly as it has been so far. We have been so very thankful for the Lord's kindness in this!
(Sidenote: Originally, we were told to make two dossiers and now we have been told to only make one, but I have gone ahead and legalized all the duplicates we originally made - except for the psych report because only one copy was notarized. Just in case, the psych is notarizing the second copy for us and I will be making one more trip downtown for that to be legalized. Better safe than sorry, just in case things change again!)
I then hopped back on the Metro and headed to the Haitian embassy. I wanted to be sure I could locate the address, and after asking several people for directions and taking a couple of wrong turns, I finally did so. It would have been easy to miss - just an apartment building with a small "Embassy of Haiti" sign hanging outside. I was early, so I took another wrong turn and walked an extra-long ways to the nearest Starbucks (afterwards I discovered it was really only three blocks from the embassy if you walked the right way!)
I was buzzed into the apartment building a little after 11 AM, rode the elevator to the 2nd floor and knocked on office #21. After a few minutes' wait, I was ushered into the ambassador's office. (He appeared to be perusing fliers from Chilean department stores, which I found a little amusing for some reason.) We shook hands and he was very friendly and polite. His manner brightened even more when I shared that we were adopting twins! He asked where they were from and when I said "Port-au-Prince" he asked, "Oh, do you speak French?" (I guess I must have pronounced it okay!)
I explained that I spoke English and Spanish but not French, at which point our conversation switched from Spanish to English and he wanted to know what part of the States I was from (he told me he went to school in Washington, DC and drove around Delaware every time he headed to NYC.) I learned a lot about his family; his first wife is American and they had four children before divorcing; his second wife is Argentine and they had two children before divorcing; and now he is considering a third wife because there is a Haitian saying that goes something like, "if two, there must be three!" (At least that's what he told me!)
I am supposed to hear back from his office about the cost of the authentications, but he assured me they would be gracious because I was adopting two of "his children" (ie, from his country.) They will be ready on Tuesday, so I will be picking them up at that time. Please continue to pray that everything goes as smoothly as it has been so far. We have been so very thankful for the Lord's kindness in this!
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I'm very behind on my blogging. I'm so excited to hear about your impending arrival of twins. I can't wait to see how God continues to work in your lives. We will continue to pray.God Bless.
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