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Amie heard from Senator McCain’s office today. They (USCIS) cannot find Asher’s file (yes, we have known this for some time). What has to happen is that we go to USCIS (again) and use his paperwork to reconstruct (or that would just be construct?) his file. The good news is that we have a stamp on his passport!

The Senator’s office told us that any of the 10+ USCIS officers we talked to should have known to do this, and this includes the woman who told me to my face that it had to be entered at the point of entry. So, we have wasted weeks waiting, hours on the phone and at least one trip to the other side of town and have nothing to show for it but governmental incompetence. If we ever get socialized medicine people are going to be dropping like flies or going to prison for going postal or medieval on someone. Supposedly the Senator’s office (not to be confused with Angela’s husband, the State Senator) will be contacting the district supervisor to make sure the peons understand they have the authority and responsibility to do this instead of just passing it along the chain until we just give up and go away. It really seems like a game to see who is more persistent, them in their laziness or us in our desire to obey the law. Funny, that: people who want to obey the law being given the run around while the government makes sure they cater to people not interested in following the law. I’m living a Kafka novel.

A relatively quiet week here otherwise as Amie and I cough in stereo. I have felt particularly lousy much of the week. While sleeping, or lying down, my chest makes a strange noise after I exhale. Gunk accumulates while I lie down, which creates all kinds of fun when I get up.

We did have our post-placement visit from the social worker Monday. Asher, the laughing man, was not in a good mood the whole time. Mostly crying. Great… She was here for about 90 minutes and asked far too many questions. Then on Thursday, we loaded up the van and went to the County Attorney’s office to sign the re-adoption paperwork. Looks like we’ll be all set for the “court at the park” date of November 3rd. Much more fun than going to court.

The kids don’t have parasites. Thankfully only Ash was tested but they have been in the same environments. That may save us some money of the rather expensive tests.

It was Amie’s birthday on Wednesday. Lots of singing and dancing. On Tuesday we went to Thunder Canyon Brewery with a friend to take advantage of her birthday offer. Her birthday breakfast was sausage and french toast. I had Men’s Group on Wednesday, so we had a few friends over for dinner Thursday night for her birthday dinner of marinated skirt steak, cheesy risotto and roasted brussel sprouts.

The Dog Club in “Action”

Friday, as usual, was Game Day. Amie ran errands including a pedicure and haircut while I took the kids to Game Day. It was a beautiful, cool day. You’d think it was a rainy day with how grumpy they’ve been all day. As the older gets get … older, they start to drift farther and farther away from where their father is sitting and reading a book. While they have Game Day I listen to a sermon (today’s was not so good as there was a huge exegetical flaw in it) while I walk the perimeter of the park. Today I was not pushing the stroller since now there are activities for kids Asher’s age. Afterward, the kids play with their friend Stephanie. They (Jadon and Stephanie) formed the Dog Club and bring stuffed dogs to play with. I don’t really get it, and neither do their friends who have been sucked in, but they have fun. But they start roaming and I lose track of them. Sometimes they leave Asher in the dust and that isn’t good since he’ll roam. You end up feeling like a bad parent, and in that moment you probably aren’t one.

Tonight I get sprung from the zoo, as I head to Phoenix to see The Choir in concert. I haven’t seen them play live in over 20 years. I’m excited. Been awhile since I’ve been to a concert. I’m sure I’ll be one of about 50 people who recognize the greatness of the band. Maybe there will be more. It should be good and loud, so no one will hear my coughing. Before the concert, I’ll see my doctor in Phoenix about this cough. Though I feel better today, I just don’t want to take a chance with the weekend coming. Keep in mind that I’ve got 3 hours of membership class to teach on Saturday and then the usual stuff on Sunday.

Here is The Choir performing Circle Slide, since USCIS has me on one!


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Things have been moving toward normalcy over the last week. Here are some random, stream of conscious thoughts.

Asher has been sleeping through the night, and no middle of the night poops. He has a few bad dreams a week.

Asher seems to enjoy his antibiotic. He really didn’t like the pill for ringworm. But he eagerly takes the liquid. The strep has pretty much disappeared.

He’s often a playful little boy. Jadon likes to carry him like a huge doll, but he’ll run around and giggle.

He enjoys showers now. Or at least doesn’t scream. He can now get in there with the others. Yeah, nothing like 4 kids in the shower to add to the chaos.

Micah is a generally happy kid. She likes books. She imitates Jadon, sitting there with an open book (particularly at table) even without pictures. I like it. I know she can’t read because often the book is upside down.

She loves rasberries, giggling up a storm.

She also likes snuggling up to me on the couch while I watch ESPN. This was a pleasant surprise.

She is used to the dog, and even pets her sometimes. This is better than Ash who is fascinated by pulling her tail. We are told that the DRC is similar to Mexico, that most dogs are strays or guard dogs. You don’t go near them. So having a dog in the house and actually play with it is a big adjustment.

Teaching Eli is … interesting. I worked with him on printing and math. There is far less crying than when Jadon does this stuff. Apparently he cries when he does phonics.

We discovered the Lingala word we thought meant “stop” means something more like “shut up”. This is unfortunate because Jadon is like “tika” this and “tika” that. It is only slightly more popular than “suba” and “cosuba” which refer to #1 and #2. So, we are trying to purge “tika” from the vocab, remembering that sometimes things get lost in translation. The kids have created the suba dance. They just plain like to dance together.

The heat hasn’t been too bad. So most afternoons the kids are playing outside- splashing in the pool, riding bikes and trikes and generally running up and down the street. Some mornings they head into the back yard to play. Or give Jadon space as she tackles school work. She needs to concentrate, you know. Getting the rust off has been painful for Amie. I’m able to sneak out to the office.

We really enjoyed the last batch of meals provided by people in the church. There are a number of great cooks in the church. Some were able to stay and talk, getting to know the kids better.

I’m glad I’m a more competent dad than Jim Halpert.

Amie injured her back teaching a class on Friday. So, she’s been moving a little slow lately. It is slowly feeling better.

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