Jun 20, 2012

Morning's in Ukraine

I miss morning's in Ukraine.  The slot of time we were allowed to visit the orphanage was for two hours in the morning.  Depending on the orphanage you are adopting from you may be allowed to also visit for two hours in the afternoon.  That was not the case with this orphanage.  The parents visited the orphanage everyday and because the drive to the orphanage and back was a bit of a hike, they were gone most of the moring.  Me and the two year old only went with to the orphanage about 2-3 times a week.  The rest of the time we hung out.  In the apartment.  Ukrainian style.
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Some of our favorite things to do over the course of that month were...
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reading the same 6 books over.and.over.and.over.again.
sitting in the window watching life.
sitting on the balcony watching life.
dancing on the 'dancing mats'.
watching adorable Ukrainian kids shows on tv.
standing on our heads.  Renee's favorite, don't ask.

With some soccer, nest building, little people and tower creating thrown in for good measure.
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We hung out.  We played.  We ate.  We laughed.
And basically just hung out in our comfy clothes [Or in Renee's case, her underwear] all morning.
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It was simple.  So very simple.  We only had a handful of toys along and our imagination to keep us entertained.  I miss the simpleness of it all.  The fact that my hair could be greasy and my legs a hairy mess didn't matter.  We just played.  Simple right?  I loved the days we went to the orphanage, but the days we stayed back were just as precious.

I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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