The latest from the illustrious Department of Homeland Security on our Vietnam adoption is that our social worker made a boo-boo. She put in an extra word.

Seriously.

The offensive semantic difference is

....drum roll....

"recommends".

The home study is supposed to say, "the social worker APPROVES the adoption." Ours says "the social worker RECOMMENDS APPROVAL of the adoption."

Well obviously this means we're unfit to be parents!

Repeat it with me.....I LOVE GOVERNMENT BUREAUCRACY! They actually killed a tree and wasted postage and 4 days of snail mail time (don't even get me started on how many more days that may equate to our daughter remaining in an orphanage) to write us a letter to explain exactly that.

We must send in an update ASAP, and thankfully, it won't really a problem for us since our social worker is unbelievably sweet and will get this done within a day. She won't charge us anything, and will bend over backwards to make the change and initial it in blood if she needs to. What I'm struggling with is that most social workers charge anywhere from a $100 to $500 minimum for an "update". That's a lot of money that could be better spent at Baby Gap for pink outfits! Or, ok, maybe for formula. (BO-ring!)Given the cost of adoptions to begin with, if we had to scrape together ANOTHER fee to change ONE WORD, I might just lose it. Again.

My sweet baby girl -

I don't know how I've survived the last 2 years without you, but somehow life has kept moving. You are forever in our hearts and souls. I'm thankful you were a physical part of me for a little while; was it just the blink of an eye, or an eternity?

Daddy and I think of you every day, sometimes, every minute of every day. Sometimes your memory makes us cry, but mostly I just smile at the thought of you watching over us and the giggling at the crazy things we do. Connor proudly remembers that you will always be his first baby sister. You will always have a special place in his heart, and even though he was so young when you left this world, he remembers your spirit and misses your presence.

I continue to remember that you were too perfect for this Earth.

All my love always,
Mommy