<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:17:20.311-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moscow Bound To Get Our Son</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-1257025218392172955</id><published>2007-01-24T22:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T23:19:59.115-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Trip To Florida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbguHGAthpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XJL_YqBXfdw/s1600-h/Picture+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023816083739346578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbguHGAthpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XJL_YqBXfdw/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbgtV2AthoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/R21pFmKUxvY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023815237630789250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbgtV2AthoI/AAAAAAAAAAY/R21pFmKUxvY/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, we ventured for a long weekend to Florida for an action packed weekend. Prior to departure, we kicked it off by taking Zac to his first Pistons game. And, he was great for the whole game! Then, next morning off to the airport and Naples-bound we were to visit Mike's grandfather.  This was his first time to meet Zac, and Zac was an entertainer!  He found this singing sunflower and played it again and again and danced to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plane ride getting there....lots of entertaining to do. But, overall, Zachary was great on the plane and we even got comments on what a good boy he was. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ocean...he loved the sand! And, he liked to scare mom by trying to eat all the seashells. But, unfortunately, he was EXTREMELY scared of the ocean. He tried to jump out of my arms as I walked towards the water. And, since we got home, he's cried for his baths and the shower which normally you cannot keep him away from. That's alright. In time, he'll love to be a beachgoer. We kept our time there limited because we didn't want any sunburns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finished off the weekend by making Zac get up early and have Mike and him send me off for a half marathon. They returned later and met me at the finish line!  It was great to see them there!!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The highlights of the vacation were Zac's development into being a major talker.  All of a sudden, he started saying words in the right context.  As we got in the hot car, he said "hot."  At lunch, at the table, he says "cold" when he touched the glass.  But, the best part was getting off the plane where he said "HOME."  That was the sweetest thing ever!!!!!  He's grown a ton!  He went to the doctor the other day, has grown over 3 inches, and is the 90th percentile for height/weight.  We call him our future football player who will tower Mom &amp;amp; Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's a few Florida photos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-1257025218392172955?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/1257025218392172955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=1257025218392172955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/1257025218392172955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/1257025218392172955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-trip-to-florida.html' title='First Trip To Florida'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbguHGAthpI/AAAAAAAAAAg/XJL_YqBXfdw/s72-c/Picture+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-2044523719806093899</id><published>2007-01-24T22:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:56:29.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas - Belatedly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbgpVmAthnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EAZLO0_IK5M/s1600-h/Picture+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5023810835289310834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbgpVmAthnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EAZLO0_IK5M/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, Christmas came and went. And, I vowed to keep the blog up to date. But, I didn't! Imagine that? Trying to get ready for the hustle and bustle of the holidays, and it went by the wayside. At any rate, Christmas with Zac was wonderful. He loved opening his presents. I think he even liked his presents a little bit. Of course, the packaging was more exciting. But, that is to be expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had my family over for Christmas Eve early in the day, went to Mike's family later in the day, and Christmas was all for us to enjoy with Zac.  Of course, to make it exciting, he got his first fever since he's been home.  Can you believe it?  He's been very healthy.  He gave me a scare with a 104 temp.  But, the doctor said not to worry, and sure enough it went down and Zac got all better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, Merry Belated Christmas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-2044523719806093899?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/2044523719806093899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=2044523719806093899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/2044523719806093899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/2044523719806093899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2007/01/merry-christmas-belatedly.html' title='Merry Christmas - Belatedly!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McT3XBmjy68/RbgpVmAthnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EAZLO0_IK5M/s72-c/Picture+041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-116226946956852747</id><published>2006-10-30T23:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T01:59:49.156-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Halloween Eve!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/Picture%20022.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is a lot of fun to be mommy and daddy for our holiday that is kids oriented.  Since Zac's been home, we've celebrated 4th of July, Labor Day &amp; Columbus Day.  But, those aren't real kids' holidays.  So, it's almost Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, we got invited to Zac's daycare/pre-school for a Halloween party.  It was a lot of fun!  The kids all dressed up, trick or treated in each room, and then there was a magician.  Zachary was more interested in playing hide and seek and telling everyone "bye-bye."  Still fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's Zac as a bat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween Eve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-116226946956852747?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/116226946956852747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=116226946956852747' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/116226946956852747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/116226946956852747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-halloween-eve.html' title='Happy Halloween Eve!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-116191070742809997</id><published>2006-10-26T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T23:28:11.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Preparing for Halloween!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/Picture%20002.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is now almost the end of October.  We've already done our 1st post-placement report.  Wow!  That crept right up on us.  One down, three to go.  At first, I was not a big fan of the home study process because I didn't know what to expect.  But, at this point, not a big deal.  And, our social worker is great at coming at night and at the last minute when I put things off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, it seems like we got home yesterday.  But, in more ways it feels like we have been home forever.  I'm not quite sure why that is.  I've speculated that it is because, at this point, it is hard to remember pre-Zac.  I thought it was going to be hard to be a working mom, still work out, and still devote a lot of time to Zachary without feeling guilty about the first two.  At first, it was a bit crazy getting used to the whole routine.  But, we are so lucky.  We have a kiddo that sleeps 13 hours straight, doesn't wake up during the night, so we have time to do things at night and in the morning on work days.  And, with only working four days, we have lots of time on the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zac's doing great.  The days of loathing baths are long gone.  He's running, talking you're ear off with baby babble, hiding on you, doing stunts by standing on the seat of his rocking motorcycle (crazy!)  In other words, he's "all boy" and growing up quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's going to be a bat for Halloween.  Tomorrow is our first Halloween function where he gets to dress up and see grandparents on my side, and his aunts, and a trick or treat event.  To go with the halloween theme....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go TIGERS!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-116191070742809997?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/116191070742809997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=116191070742809997' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/116191070742809997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/116191070742809997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/10/preparing-for-halloween.html' title='Preparing for Halloween!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115561163044941430</id><published>2006-08-14T23:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T00:07:07.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/party1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/party1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok....Can you believe it???  We have been home, safe and sound, since July 2nd.  And, I am just now updating this.  But, we have our sweet little boy home with us.  It is hard to believe that we were finally rewarded for all of hard work by getting our sweet little angel home.  ALAS!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have not been the overly cautious, limit the stimuli parents.  But, that's just from realizing that he is great in all kinds of situations. We got home....we celebrated his US citizenship by introducing him to 4th of July festivities.  He loved the fireworks.  Incidentally, even though I had tried forever to get him to say "mama" in Russia, I'll always have fond memories of Independence Day because that is when he learned it and just kept saying it over and over and over!!!  Yay!!!  (By the way, he is not short on vocabulary now and we get to hear mama all the time during his little bouts where I refuse to not hold him 24x7 and then all I hear is "mama" "mama" "mama")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, in the midst of all the great news, we had a bit of bad news.  My poor Mika Girl (who I'll always call "my puppy") passed two weeks after getting home.  But, thank goodness I was HOME.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we had a family vacation planned to NY.  I was going to do the Ironman Tri which my mom was coming to spectate (from NV to NY).  However, I skipped racing (my training had been a little less than expected) and we went to have our first extended family vacation.  Zachary was great despite putting him through the 13 hour car-ride.  Sorry Zac!!! But, your Grandma and Grandpa wanted to see you, as well as my Aunt Carole, Uncle Merle, and cousin Kendra and her kids Rome and Madison.  How cool that they made the trek to meet up with us!!!  We had a great visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Zac was progressing very well.  In the short time home (now only 6 weeks), here is his progress:  He says "NO" to everything (bound to happen); he says lots of "dada" and "mama"; he says "go"; he waves hi/bye; he does patty cake with the clapping/rollng his arm (part he loves); points to his nose when you ask where it is; has learned to LOVE bathtime; has went swimming even in Lake St. Clair; uses a spoon and a sippy cup....that's just to name a few.  We are so happy with how fast he is learning and how much he seems like he just wants to learn!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had, last week, a Welcome Zachary/Belated 1st Birthday celebration.  Thank you everyone that came out to wecome Zac and celebrate his homecoming and belated 1st birthday (even though we really are way past that this year).  We ended up having over 100 guests.  Zachary was soooo good.  He let all of our gracious friends/family welcome him home and was such a sweetie/ham when we belatedly celebrated his birthday.  Here's a picture of him with his 1st birthday cake....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have returned to work and Zachary is at pre-school.  He is learning really quick from other kids.  At the outset he did not know how to eat at all from a spoon.  So, at home I sit and feed him.  I think our son is living a double life.  Today, I picked him up and he was eating from his own spoon, by himself, sitting at a little kid table (no high chair).  How amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, that's the short update....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115561163044941430?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115561163044941430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115561163044941430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115561163044941430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115561163044941430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/08/we-are-home.html' title='We Are Home'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115181524178499996</id><published>2006-07-02T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:40:41.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's The Day For Travels, Citizenship, Seeing Dad, and Getting Home</title><content type='html'>Well, last time checking in from Moscow.  In about an hour we are off to the airport.  Next stop: Atlanta.  That is where Zachary will obtain citizenship.  Then, after that, next stop: Detroit.  Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a very big day for Zachary and he doesn't even know it yet.  But, thanks for all your comments thus far.  Looking forward to getting us all home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115181524178499996?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115181524178499996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115181524178499996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115181524178499996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115181524178499996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/07/todays-day-for-travels-citizenship.html' title='Today&apos;s The Day For Travels, Citizenship, Seeing Dad, and Getting Home'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115167180494305204</id><published>2006-06-30T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T08:50:04.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Work Here In Moscow Is DONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/Picture%20099.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at approximately 2:30 p.m. Moscow time (that would be about 6:30 a.m. Detroit time), we are all done with paperchasing.  Zachary is ours, has his passport and visa and is ready to come home.  We heard that the embassy appointment can be a long day.  When we walked out after only being there 45 minutues, our escort told us that was record time.  There were tons of screaming kids in a cramped, hot room.  But, Zachary did not join the screaming and was really good even though we were cutting in to his scheduled nap time.  So, all done.  No more work to do here in Moscow, just sit back and relax before our long journey home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus far, no luck on the Saturday flights.  So, it will likely be Sunday when our little Zachary becomes an American citizen.  He'll obtain official citizenship when we clear customs in Atlanta on our way back.  Just in time for the 4th of July!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually managed to not nap with him for once :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here is a picture of him being a little ham.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115167180494305204?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115167180494305204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115167180494305204' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115167180494305204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115167180494305204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/our-work-here-in-moscow-is-done.html' title='Our Work Here In Moscow Is DONE!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115158832745586351</id><published>2006-06-29T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T09:38:47.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Countdown To Bring Zachary Home</title><content type='html'>Things are progressing very well.  Today, we got Zachary's passport.  Yay!  That means one final step and we are ready to step on a plane.  Tomorrow is our appointment with the embassy, and after that we are officially done here in Moscow.  At the moment, our flights are booked to get out of here on Sunday (July 2nd).  We are hoping there is a way that we can get out of here on Saturday.  However, one Delta flight today was canceled, so with the backlog I'm not going to count on it.  But, you never know?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary is progressing along great.  In just a few days, he has learned how to clap his hands and we have him talking.  While we got him to say "Da" before, now he likes to test his lungs saying it and also includes baby babble.  And, his toys are no longer enough.  He likes to go for the garbage, the cameras, the electronics, all the things that are out of his reach that he's not supposed to have.  So, he's definitely starting to show his personality.  It is great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I have to tell you...Ann and I are tired!  We got up with him today, and went back down with him at his naptime.  He is wearing us out.  But, we love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115158832745586351?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115158832745586351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115158832745586351' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115158832745586351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115158832745586351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/countdown-to-bring-zachary-home.html' title='The Countdown To Bring Zachary Home'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115143679759183831</id><published>2006-06-27T15:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:12:05.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Paperchase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/Picture%20065.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I started the paperchase to get us home.  And, I do mean that.  I started at 8:00 a.m. and did not get back until 2:30.  That was not the most preferred first full day with Zachary.  But, it is all in the interest of getting us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we got a new birth certificate issued that appoints Mike and I as the parents.  The contact trekking me around accidentally went to the wrong Vital Statistics office, so off to the other side of town we went.  Then, we needed a VIP paper from the orphanage.  Went there, dropped off the people who need to make things happen.  Then, we were off to the passport office.  Apparently, Zachary needs a Russian passport, and a visa to travel to USA.  We did some steps to "expedite" and if things go perfect, we'll have that on Thursday, and get to have our embassy appointment on Friday, which would make us able to be home as scheduled on July 2nd.  That is the best case scenario so we will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zachary is coming out of his shell.  Today, he was more of a big boy, refusing to let me eat lunch, not wanting to go to sleep, etc.  However, he is making amazing progress in walking, and I even got him to talk today.  He said "Da" four or five times.  So, there you go dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115143679759183831?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115143679759183831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115143679759183831' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115143679759183831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115143679759183831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/paperchase.html' title='The Paperchase'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115143539078196183</id><published>2006-06-27T14:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:13:10.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching Up On The Details</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/Picture%20042.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, more details about getting Zachary.  Ann and I waited for 12:00 p.m. to come and it took an eternity.  I wanted him!  We were off from the hotel around 12:20 and off to the orphanage.  It was pouring.  When we arrived, the social worker wanted us to wait until he was done napping and until the pouring rain stopped.  So, we sat in the orphanage director's office and waited, and waited.  Apparently, we didn't follow Russian protocol.  We put our soaking wet umbrellas on the floor.  The director came and picked them up and put them on the tables (who would think).  We were told by our translator that Russians find things on the floor offensive.  Woops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, we got him!  He was a little angel.  My clothing choice was way too big.  And, my shoes selected were way too small.  He has the hugest baby feet.  None of the shoes I got work.  They are ultra thick feet.  Anyway, yesterday went great with him playing with Grandma and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, he was such an easy baby.  We laid him in the crib, and right to sleep.  And, he did great with his eating too.  Even though it is obvious that he was never spoon fed, we got him to eat.  At any rate, here are photos for the day we got him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115143539078196183?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115143539078196183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115143539078196183' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115143539078196183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115143539078196183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/catching-up-on-details.html' title='Catching Up On The Details'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115138197643402947</id><published>2006-06-27T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T14:57:17.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Journey Home Is On</title><content type='html'>I have literally one minute.  Unfortunately, we have internet issues in the room.  But, real quick.  WE GOT HIM!!!!  And, he was excellent all day.  He only cried once when he was overtired because he was so excited and would not go to bed at 9:00, and stayed up and watched me for an hour.  But, he is a cutey and adjusting well to being with his mama and his grandma.  I am off to start the paperchase to get him home, hopefully internet will be working when I get back and I'll post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love Zachary!  What a handsome little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115138197643402947?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115138197643402947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115138197643402947' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115138197643402947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115138197643402947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-journey-home-is-on.html' title='And The Journey Home Is On'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115126955858406691</id><published>2006-06-25T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T17:24:32.930-04:00</updated><title type='text'>More On The Day Before...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20024.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/Picture%20024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Picture%20011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/Picture%20011.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote a long account of what happened, and no clue where it is.  Apparently, it is in nowhere land of creating a blog.  So, if this is a repeat, forgive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann and I napped, and wanted to do the Kremlin tour.  Think we were a bit optimistic, we slept through the alarm instead.  We did manage to walk up to Red Square and did some sight-seeing without the tour guides and at that point we could not get into any museums.  We did get to see the outside of St. Basils, the changing of the guards, and the inside of a mall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also ventured into a mall that looked like a government building.  I'm not kidding, it puts Somerset to shame.  This place is crazy!  We managed to find the new dad a shirt that says he "lives for world cup."  We saw it in a display and spent forever finding the store that sold it; mission accomplished!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mall's attractions were many lifesize cows decoratively painted.  Very humorous.  So, here is us with the cows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, the 11 hour countdown.  So, off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115126955858406691?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115126955858406691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115126955858406691' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115126955858406691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115126955858406691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/more-on-day-before.html' title='More On The Day Before...'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115122402703006158</id><published>2006-06-25T04:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T04:27:07.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Zachary's GOTCHA Eve</title><content type='html'>Well, Ann and I have arrived to Moscow safe and sound with no issues.  In fact, we even lucked out and got to upgrade to 1st class for the Detroit/Atlanta flight.  No such luck with the Atlanta/Moscow flight.  It was a long flight and I am definitely tired of sitting.  But, the excitement makes you forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, get off the plane, and we got great news!!!!!!  I thought we would not be getting Zachary until Tuesday.  Well, here's the news: WE GET HIM FOR FOREVER TOMORROW!!!  What a great surprise.  And, my embassy appointment is Tuesday.  Maybe there is still hope for us to be home on the 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not get to go see the baby today, but with our great news, I'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, we need some shut-eye and then we are going to take a quick nap and try to fit in a Kremlin tour before getting the little one TOMORROW!!!!  YAY!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115122402703006158?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115122402703006158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115122402703006158' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115122402703006158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115122402703006158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/zacharys-gotcha-eve.html' title='Zachary&apos;s GOTCHA Eve'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115115318666485579</id><published>2006-06-24T08:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T08:46:26.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And, We Are Off!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm lying here in wait for my ride to the airport.  Today is the day that we are off to bring our little Zachary HOME!  I cannot wait.  Oh, there is the door.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115115318666485579?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115115318666485579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115115318666485579' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115115318666485579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115115318666485579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/and-we-are-off.html' title='And, We Are Off!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115107450506328237</id><published>2006-06-23T10:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T10:55:05.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day To Take Off</title><content type='html'>Well, I cannot believe it!  One day until we hop on a plane.  We are almost there.  This should be a hint of how excited I am.  I NEVER pre-pack.  I'm a last minute packer.  Well, Zachary's suitcase is packed, his diaper bag is ready, and there is nothing left to do for him.  WOW!  That is a Rhonda first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, I'm even almost all packed.  I only have a few last minute checking to do.  The orphanage presents finally arrived YESTERDAY.  Nothing like cutting it to the last minute.  Hope I have no issues in customes with my 12 bottles of centrum and my 10 pairs of kids overalls. (orphanage gifts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three trips are taking their toll.  I'm jet lagged!!!  However, as soon as I see Zachary I will instantly forget how tired I am.  Can't wait to: 1) see him, and 2) get him on Tuesday for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank everyone for all your comments and moral support!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115107450506328237?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115107450506328237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115107450506328237' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115107450506328237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115107450506328237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/one-day-to-take-off.html' title='One Day To Take Off'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115086421253501675</id><published>2006-06-21T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T00:30:12.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Four Days Left &amp; Back To Moscow</title><content type='html'>Well, imagine this.  I'm beat.  The jetlag has caught up.  And, I now am less than 4 days away from hopping back on a plane to get back to Moscow.  Awesome!!!!  There is a slight change in original plans.  Initially, I wanted to run and get the baby out of the orphanage ASAP upon landing.  Turns out that if I wait until Tuesday I can avoid quite a bit of paperwork because that's when the 10 days expires.  So, we'll just visit until Tuesday, and then I'm told by mid-day Tuesday, he should be with us in the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to do some last minute shopping.  While at the orphanage I tried on the clothes I had bought for him thinking he was bigger than anticipated.  But, I tried the 12 month size pants on him and they are long.  It must be the fact that they have him bundled in 3 layers and that they have him in oversized clothes.  I also think he slimmed down a bit since he started walking more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I've  managed to get him all packed:  his clothes, shoes, medicines just in case, bottles, toiletries, and very few toys.  Only a couple things left, and I'm all done there.  Funny, I NEVER have myself packed this early, but I obsess about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great news: the bedding came in.  Yay!  I'm too tired to take a picture (yet still up because probably on pseudo-Moscow time still), but the room is coming together slowly but surely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're looking good...but we still need Grandma Ann's visa to get here.  Hopefully, tomorrow is the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115086421253501675?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115086421253501675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115086421253501675' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115086421253501675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115086421253501675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/four-days-left-back-to-moscow.html' title='Four Days Left &amp; Back To Moscow'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115055505436873245</id><published>2006-06-17T10:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T10:37:34.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Time Visiting Zachary In the Orphanage</title><content type='html'>Well, we went back for our second visit for today with Zachary.  BTW, I've been all "baby" talk.  Might I add that I am ill from the driving as I am just getting back to the hotel.  Driving here is 100% completely nuts - driving in between lanes, slamming on the brakes, etc.  Today was more of a white knuckle day than usual.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got back to the orphanage.  Zachary was fed and rested, and actually was in a really good mood.  We got some smiles finally!  His favorite thing is to walk with your assistance, or else walk to you.  And, then it melts your heart because he walks to you and if you are sitting on the floor he puts his arms around your neck and hugs you.  He'll also walk over when I'm standing and lift his arms up for me to pick him up.  As Mike said, I think we've got the getting attached thing over with without any glitches.  And, we still have not seen him cry once.  He is such a great baby!  We just feel bad.  It is warm, they have him bundled up in an undershirt and a sweater, and he is literally sweating all over.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was strong for the goodbye.  I feel very confident that all will go well, and that it is just a matter of "what day?"  I'll know tomorrow of our "best guess" date to come home.  I've heard that "the guy" that we can go to for expedited service is on vacation.  In addition, I was not able to find a flight out on July 1st (our anticipated return date).  So, there are several factors that may make it a little longer.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tomorrow we are homeward bound.  I think there is a high probability that we will miss our plane again connecting through Paris, as we don't have much more time than last and we know what happened with the last connection through Paris.  I'm hoping and praying that does not occur.  We'll see.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, then back, work for 5 days to be ready for baby.  I sort of have a lot to do, but not a whole lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115055505436873245?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115055505436873245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115055505436873245' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115055505436873245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115055505436873245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-time-visiting-zachary-in.html' title='Last Time Visiting Zachary In the Orphanage'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115053992857169563</id><published>2006-06-17T06:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T06:25:28.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip For Passport Photo</title><content type='html'>Today is the two-visit day.  The first visit was all for the passport photo so not that excited.  I was excited to see his reaction for his first ride, after hearing fellow adopting parents say that their kids cried the whole time.  Zachary just sat there and thought nothing of it.  Yay!  I'm thinking this is a good sign for the really long flights we have to take to get him home.  The nurse took him from me when I was holding him, and took him down the stairs and held him the whole car ride, and held him for his photo.  I was pretty bummed.  But, oh well.  So, we have one last visit with Zachary this afternoon (Saturday), then only 8 days until I will be able to get him out of the orphanage on Monday June 25th.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115053992857169563?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115053992857169563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115053992857169563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115053992857169563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115053992857169563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/trip-for-passport-photo.html' title='Trip For Passport Photo'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115048820302580715</id><published>2006-06-16T15:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T16:04:34.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day After Being Declared Parents</title><content type='html'>Well, we got to see more of Zachary.  I finally fell asleep and then got what I thought was a wake up call, and it was the driver in the lobby (missed the wake up call).  So, we had to get ready on the fly to see the baby today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good visit with Zachary.  Still, hardly any smiles.  He looks so sad.  He will be on the heels of smiling, and then look so serious.  That's okay though.  Speaking with other adopting families this is typically the norm, and an amazing change happens within a day or two of getting the baby with you.  Even though not to many smiles, I cannot believe we are now on Day #5 of visiting with him, sometimes for a couple hours and he has never cried for us.  So, way cool!  Today, he wanted us to give him a finger for support to help him walk one-handed, and as Mike would say, "do laps" around the room.  He is cruising in the walking since last time we saw him where he would only take steps with you holding both hands.  He walks by himeself too really well, just his favorite play thing is to have you hold one hand.  But, the best part about today is that he would take a few steps, turn around and look at me, and then come over and put his arms around my neck to hug me.  How can you not melt?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be interesting: Zachary's firt car ride!  We, with the escort of someone from the orphanage, get to take him in the car to go get his passport photo so that hopefully much of this paperwork will be done by the time I get back here next weekend.  Thankfully, we get to see him twice tomorrow since the first visit before his lunch/nap will be the passport photo trip.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended the day with meeting with the Kidsave families (well, 2 of them - the Spooners and the Peludats).  Here is a picture of all of us at Hardrock Cafe in Moscow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115048820302580715?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115048820302580715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115048820302580715' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115048820302580715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115048820302580715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/day-after-being-declared-parents.html' title='Day After Being Declared Parents'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115037008677667550</id><published>2006-06-15T06:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T07:14:46.793-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Parents of Zachary Michael</title><content type='html'>Well, the day Mike and I have long awaited happened: our long and tedious paperchase paid off and we were approved by a judge in Moscow City to adopt our little precious one - Zachary Michael (named formerly Mikhail, nicknamed "Misha").  Conveniently, we can keep his birth name and name him after his dad).  Mike did the talking in court and did a great job.  So, thank you everyone all of your prayers and good luck wishes got us there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hearing went perfectly.  At first, the judge was yelling in closed chambers and I was getting nervous.  But, our translator informed us that the judge is training a new clerk.  When she came to the bench, I had no worries.  I could tell she was just getting what she had to on the record.  In fact, she closed the file before she was even done asking questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also like to say how wonderful this orphanage director is.  After hearing stories of my friends here in Moscow now, you tend to wonder.  This orphanage director greeted me smiling, wanted to look at all our pictures that we had prepared for court, and even asked to keep some of the pictures.  She was so helpful in court stating that we interacted great with the baby when we saw him in May.  And, I really loved how after the judge declared that she was approving our petition to adopt Zachary, the orphanage director smiled ear to ear, and then came over and gave both Mike and myself a kiss and a hug congratulating us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, we have to wait 10 days before we can take Zachary home.  We are sticking with the original plan of Mike and I returning home on Sunday, and then Ann Armstrong (Grandmom) and I will leave next Saturday (6/24), get here Sunday (6/25), and then we can bring Zachary to the hotel with us on Monday (6/26).  We will have to wait here until likely July 2nd before we can get home (airfare was sold out, but we'll see if we can get back early if paperwork permits).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight from court to the orphanage to visit.  However, all the Armstrongs were tired.  At that point, Mike and I were still energized with excitement.  We should have been exhausted.  Tuesday night we were flying red-eye flights to get here.  That meant we got next to no sleep.  Last night, I went to bed at 1:00 a.m. and woke up at 4:00 a.m. (excited?  I would say so)  Well, when we got to the orphanage, it was Misha/Zachary's scheduled nap time.  The caregivers gratiously woke him up, dressed him, and brought him to us.  But, we could tell that playing was not on his agenda; he wanted to sleep.  So, I let him fall asleep and held him for a little while and then reluctantly let him go to his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yay!  Now we have a two new countdowns: 1) the countdown until we get to welcome him to the family full-time (Monday June 26th), and 2) the countdown until he is in his new home (tentatively July 2nd).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115037008677667550?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115037008677667550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115037008677667550' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115037008677667550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115037008677667550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-parents-of-zachary-michael.html' title='We Are Parents of Zachary Michael'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-115031888152614163</id><published>2006-06-14T16:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:45:16.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Have Arrived!</title><content type='html'>Well, I didn't know how the travel day was going to go gauging by the events early on.  I woke up, realized I slept through my alarm, so didn't have the extra packing time I needed.  As I was off to work, I hit a rock near the driveway (long story).  And, as Mike was there to see it, we realized the car we need to take to the airport, or my car, had a flat tire (apparently, I drove over a huge nail).  Went to work, got home, and mass chaos getting out the door.  Thankfully Ann helped me get my pictures ready for court because the computer decided to be termperamental on a day that we didn't need it to.  Thanks Ann!!!!  But, off we were, majorly overpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, made our flight from Detroit, and then we had to connect through Paris to get to Moscow.  Mike's quote "this is on my top 10 least favorite aiports."  We landed out in the middle of some field far away from the terminal with connection flights, got herded onto the runway, then on a bus, and drove around the airport literally in big circle.  Well, we had 45 minutes for our connection from landing time.  Needless to say after running our behinds off after the scenic airport tour, no plane at the gate.  Amazingly, I did not panic.  We went to the counter, got on a flight that was 3 hours later.  I passed 1.5 of the hours trying to figure out how to make an international call from Paris to Moscow to inform our ride that we would not be there and we would be 3 hours late.  Finally, I figured it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got into Moscow around 6:30, waiting forever to clear "passport control," then waiting for our ride that was stuck in a huge traffic jam, and are finally here.  Remember overpacked?  Well, the driver/coordinator was not impressed with our ability to not limit our items.  I was told don't bring that much next time around (with baby stuff and all, and he was way serious).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So........I cannot believe it but our hearing is now hours away, at 10:00 a.m.  So, hopefully, by noontime here we will have news.  We also get to go visit Zachary every day between now and Saturday which I am thankful for.  (Saturday was questionable because it is not a working day)  We are 8 hours ahead of Michigan time.  So, when it says 4:47 p.m. post time, that is really 12:47 a.m. post time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, for any fellow traveling families that are in Russia or anyone else that wants contact information, Mike and I are in the Courtyard Marriott, Room 522, hotel telephone number 70959813300.  I was looking forward to meeting up before court for moral support with the Peludats, Everys and Spooners, but was unable to get through to the Spooners and was not successful in getting transferred using their anticipated hotels either.  Hopefully tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, signing off to get my sleep.  Hopefully, next time will be some real anticipated news?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-115031888152614163?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/115031888152614163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=115031888152614163' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115031888152614163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/115031888152614163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-have-arrived.html' title='We Have Arrived!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114977220579064977</id><published>2006-06-08T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T09:11:45.743-04:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Week Coundown For Court</title><content type='html'>7 day countdown until we can go see Zachary, and until our court date.  And, it is the 5 day countdown until we get on a plane and head to Moscow.  Wow!  That's close!  Thank you everybody for being so generous and asking what we may need help with.  I actually feel pretty good about having everything in order for the trip - we just need to get the court attire squared away.  Since I've been so busy and shopping for baby clothes, I think I'll treat myself to a new suit for court.  As for the room, the dresser/changing table, everything else.....still waiting.  No worries.  Zachary is only weeks away from starting his new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick note on the summer host program and Anton.  Anton has not been seen, so it is pretty much confirmed that he is indeed with a patronat family.  But, three families are in Russia right now: Spooners, Peludats, and Everys.  Today, the Everys and the Peludats had court and the adoption decree issued.  So, congrats!  And, we have to all bring positive vibes the Spooners way.  The orphanage director is very anti-adoption.  Yes, this sounds "conspiracy theory," but unfortunately it is true.  She was caught telling some kids that if they came here they would end up in an institution, and said outright that she opposed adoption in court.  So, the Spooners' boy said he did not want to be adopted.  Luckily, the judge gave them another week, and if he says "yes" then, he can come home.  So, we are wishing for a miracle!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114977220579064977?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114977220579064977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114977220579064977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114977220579064977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114977220579064977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/1-week-coundown-for-court.html' title='1 Week Coundown For Court'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114953094074153278</id><published>2006-06-05T14:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T09:07:57.386-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Going To Moscow!  (The ok for Court)</title><content type='html'>Well, we have to keep this short.  But, we are elated and have to announce our news!  We get to go next week for court after all.  So, the 15th is our court date - our big day and Zachary's big day.  With any luck, a week from tomorrow we can go see him at the orphanage before court even.  I am SOOOOO excited to go hold him again, and play.  So, keep thinking happy thoughts that court goes smoothly and we can have him home by June 30th/July 1st.  More to follow when I have more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114953094074153278?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114953094074153278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114953094074153278' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114953094074153278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114953094074153278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/we-are-going-to-moscow-ok-for-court.html' title='We Are Going To Moscow!  (The ok for Court)'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114922011593100637</id><published>2006-06-01T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:51:07.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'>No - But Here's My Work In Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/Room_1%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/Room_1%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what a bummer, no news!  Hopefully tomorrow.  I actually have occupied myself all night with getting the gift buying out of the way.  When I asked what to buy for gifts when in Russia, I learned that Centrum vitamins and Clinique or makeup are a big hit.  So, 2 coordinators: makeup/centrum for one, wine/centrum for the other; orphanage director: lighted tennis shoes for granddaughter/centrum/eye shadow; doctor: clinque lotion/centrum; caregivers: centrum/tea (will get in Russia); orphanage: overalls/shorts.  Now, I just have the translator and I think I'm done with the gifts.  I'm also going to take some polaroid film and give them pictures with Zachary upon departure as a gift.  Hopefully, we can get through customs with all of this and no issues?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recalled, oh yeah, I have to get my embassy documents together.  Forgot all about that.  I went ahead and contacted the travel agency to have them start getting quotes (even though no letter in).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here is the room.  I added some color.  But, as can be seen, there is still a lot that needs to be done.  It will all look a lot better when the bedding gets here which is blue and yellow primarily, and I'll just have to be patient on the dresser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the 3 Kidsave families are off, the first of which is leaving tomorrow.  I need to get a letter together for Anton.  Good luck everybody!  Safe travels for the Spooners who leave tomorrow.  I seriously doubt that my letter will make it into Anton's hands, but I can always try so he can know that we never gave up on him, rather had a system working against us.  At this point, I don't even know if we will EVER see or talk to him again.  Hopefully, the traveling families can try to get some Anton scoop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114922011593100637?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114922011593100637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114922011593100637' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114922011593100637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114922011593100637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-but-heres-my-work-in-progress.html' title='No - But Here&apos;s My Work In Progress'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114917145215228469</id><published>2006-06-01T09:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T10:17:32.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Will Today Be "THE DAY" For the Spravka?</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been keeping myself occupied enough that I still do not have updated pictures of Zachary's room (including going to the Pistons - go Pistons!!!).  Hopefully, tonight I can manage the task of the updated room pictures.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to not call or email the adoption agency until yesterday.  Of course, no great news to report.  Apparently, this is the scoop on the letter releasing Zachary from the database - also known as a "spravka."  There are two families ahead of us using the same contacts who got theirs, hopefully ours came through with them.  The good news is one family actually went to court without having their letter.  Hopefully, I will find out today about "the letter" being issued.  If not, we will start having to think about Plan B (meaning potentially booking a trip to Moscow without a letter??).  We shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, guess what today is?  Well, it is the 2 week mark on our anticipated court date (as confirmed by my unexciting ticker that I have on the bottom that I can't figure out how to spice up).  Two weeks!!!!!!!  With any luck, in just under two weeks we can go visit Zachary.  It is hard to believe that I am so attached to a little boy that I spent a total of 6 hours with.  But, it happened alright!  I am SOOOO excited to go take him from the arms of an orphanage caretaker again and play, and hug and kiss him.  He likes to make as much noise as possible (banging cups together, playing drums on a box, etc.) and to chew on everything in sight (he is teething) and he turns his face to me when I kiss him.  He was on the verge of walking when we left, standing on his own and dancing/bouncing on his legs.  Maybe he is walking now?  Maybe we will get to see his first steps?  Our plan is to get to Moscow on Wednesday (6/14), have court on Thursday (6/15), visit Zachary Friday &amp; Saturday, and both return on the 18th, and then Grandma Ann (Mike's mom) will go with me back on the 24th and we can get Zachary out of the orphanage before the 10 day period is up, wait out the 10 days, and then get him home hopefully around June 30th.  This will help Mike out because he won't have to shut down his practice for a whole other week (the sensical thing to do), but it will be a slight bummer that he is not making the amazing journey back with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this great vision of taking him running and biking with me (still need the biking and the running stroller).  Everyone says my workouts will go to the wayside when I get him.  But, I am signed up for the Lake Placid Ironman triathlon on July 23rd.  I was considering scrapping it.  However, my mom and her boyfriend are flying from Nevada to New York, and my Aunt Carole and cousin Kendra are coming from Pennsylvania (I signed up last July, way in advance of knowing that Zachary would be here).  No pressure.  So, my plan is to still make a go of it.  I've got to the finish line 3 times already, so this will be #4.  My vision is to get to the finish line, not worry about my time and just have fun, and grab Zachary from Mike to cross with me as I get my Ironman medal :)  I figure, with taking all of July off that I can make this happen.  Let's see how that all pans out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114917145215228469?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114917145215228469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114917145215228469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114917145215228469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114917145215228469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/06/will-today-be-day-for-spravka.html' title='Will Today Be &quot;THE DAY&quot; For the Spravka?'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114892579538803010</id><published>2006-05-29T13:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:22:57.380-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Memorial Day!</title><content type='html'>Well, still.....no 100% confirmed date (albeit we are told that the 15th is still our tentative slot).  Waiting on the letter from the MOE confirming that Zachary is off the database.  Hopefully, I'll hear news in a matter of days.  Apparently, it is not just us, and there are some other families in the same boat.  But, I REALLY want to make our travel arrangements NOW.  Good news is the visas are done and back in our hands safe and sound, and I got the room painted, and had the window blind person out.  Then, got lots of clothes so the closet is starting to get filled up.  So, it is coming along.  Now, anxiously awaiting the bedding, the dresser, the shade to be done...and most of all anxiously awaiting our 100% confirmed court date (did I mention that already?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114892579538803010?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114892579538803010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114892579538803010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114892579538803010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114892579538803010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-memorial-day.html' title='Happy Memorial Day!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114852254061911563</id><published>2006-05-24T21:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:49:03.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Tentative - Working On The Room</title><content type='html'>Well, unfortunately no news. I learned today that some VIP named Olga is gone until May 29th. That means we may not get our official, set in stone, date until then or after. Bummer! But, at least I know the hold up is not something else. Status of events. Met with Dr. Kuhl who is a pediatrician who adopted from Russia herself. My friend (also Mike's cousin) Lori kindly recommended her. Thanks Lori! (saved me the time in doing the research myself which we all know is not a hot commodity these days)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She very kindly answered my in depth questions for me at no charge. How nice! Anyway, so now I am armed with what to feed him, and what to do under every possible scenario that I posed to her (what if he has a cold, gets the flu, has a temperature, screams on the plane, has bathroom challenges, has the nasty congestion in his lungs that he had when we last saw him, etc.). And, trying to be as optimistic as possible, I even made Misha aka Zachary an appointment for July 5th. Let's hope he is here for it!!!! (I don't want to subject him to that soon, but we'll get some xrays and blood work to make sure we get him healthy as possible at the soonest possible date).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made the appointment for the curtain, came home from work for it at lunch, and she "no showed." Gotta love it :) Tomorrow, the painter is going to meet me, and on Friday the person for the window shade/blinds will be here. So, with any luck, the room with tranform very quickly. Got our visas out, tracked them this morning, and they were in San Francisco. Hopefully, I filled out the applications fine and they will be back and properly updated by Saturday (IN THE RIGHT NAME THIS TIME SO I DON'T THINK THEY ARE NOT LETTING ME IN MOSCOW, LIKE ON TRIP #1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT believe that it is only days away from June. While it seems like an eternity now to go get him, if June 15th is still the day, by next week we can say we will have "our son" this month :) Hopefully, good news to follow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114852254061911563?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114852254061911563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114852254061911563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114852254061911563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114852254061911563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/still-tentative-working-on-room.html' title='Still Tentative - Working On The Room'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114827177687092136</id><published>2006-05-21T23:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T09:39:14.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Tentative - But Could Be 25 Day Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/CIMG0231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/320/CIMG0231.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we have been trying to occupy our time by making everyone sit through our 2 hour video.  Our friends and family are very tolerant.  Thanks everyone!  Not that they don't think he's cute.  It is just long.  I can recite it word for word now.  I am sooooo excited to see Zachary in a matter of weeks.  We have to get our visa applications out in overnight mail on Tuesday, and hope that our court date gets set in stone this week.  Of course, of all the documents to find, I cannot locate our last visa applications.  Not a huge deal, but that means time I have to spend looking up university addresses, etc.  Well, we have almost all of the basics bought.  Over the weekend, we got the stroller, the high chair, and I finally picked out the bedding.  I had Susan, who I always look to for decorating ideas come and give me the "thumbs up" prior to me ordering the bedding.  Thanks Susan!  I'm excited, but it will not be ready for 3 weeks (that would be about a day or two before having to leave for court).  The changing table won't get here for about 6 more weeks.  So, while underway, no proof of my work by looking at the room.  But, I've expanded on Zachary's wardrobe so am starting to feel like we are looking good there.  All that is the fun stuff.  Then, I seriously thought the paperchase was over.  But, no :(  There is a list of items to get together for the final trip.  Nothing too bad, though.  So, my goals for this week are:&lt;br /&gt;-visas&lt;br /&gt;-if court date set, travel arrangements&lt;br /&gt;-get a hold of a painter to paint Zachary's room&lt;br /&gt;-make an appointment with a window treatment person and get a blind/curtain for Zachary's window&lt;br /&gt;-get embassy paperwork underway&lt;br /&gt;-get gifts for Russian contacts bought-&lt;br /&gt;-And, since I've lost the workout bug, fitting that back into the lifestyle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're holding tight for our hopeful confirming and great news.  In the meantime, for a laugh, see how far I have to come on the room?  We've got a LONG way to go in very little time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114827177687092136?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114827177687092136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114827177687092136' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114827177687092136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114827177687092136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/still-tentative-but-could-be-25-day.html' title='Still Tentative - But Could Be 25 Day Countdown'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114789621478626177</id><published>2006-05-17T15:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:03:34.796-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WE HAVE A TENTATIVE COURT DATE!!</title><content type='html'>Well everybody....the moment I have been waiting for:  WE HAVE A COURT DATE!  My U.S. coordinator says that this is subject to getting the appropriate letter confirming that Zachary is off of the Russian database.  And, as soon as we get that, we should get our information to order our visas and make our travel arrangements.  It is a little later than hoped, but that is okay.  We have the date, and that is what is most important.  More to follow.  Yeah!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114789621478626177?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114789621478626177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114789621478626177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114789621478626177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114789621478626177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-have-tentative-court-date.html' title='WE HAVE A TENTATIVE COURT DATE!!'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114779301141206486</id><published>2006-05-16T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T11:23:31.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Waiting Game</title><content type='html'>Well, hopefully we will hear something this week on an established court date.  I have learned that 2 families that went to meet their referral the week before us have their court dates now set for May 30th and June 1st.  With any luck, we can be the following Tuesday or Thursday.  Even though I'm anxious, I did the math - not very long and lots to do! We have a room ready for a big boy (Anton); not for a 1 year old.  So, we have to scramble to get lined up with clothes, shoes, diapers, high chair, stroller, car seat, safety gates, etc.  An excited Grandma had a pack &amp; play on my doorstep only days after returning from Moscow.  (thank you mom!)  So, that's done.  We have the crib, are waiting on the dresser/changing table, and I have ordered the bedding.  Next week, hopefully we will be painting the room and getting curtains.  I am so excited because 3 families from the summer program (who have happy endings unlike Mike and I) are scheduled to be in Moscow around the time I am projected to be.  But, right now Mike and I have mixed reviews on what to do we should have our date and/or be waiting out our 10 days.  I do not want to leave the baby again.  Mike does not want to leave me and the baby by ourself in Moscow.  We'll see?  Anyway, passing time.  Hopefully, good news to follow.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114779301141206486?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114779301141206486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114779301141206486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114779301141206486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114779301141206486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/waiting-game.html' title='The Waiting Game'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114761227509928112</id><published>2006-05-14T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:11:15.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Application To Adopt</title><content type='html'>Needless to say, we accepted our referral.  I wish I could get on a plane now and go back to the orphanage and see him now!  To officially move forward, we have to file an application to adopt.  We will also need powers of attorney down the road so Mike can come back and work and I can deal with the paperwork and bring Zachary home.  This is the point where we HAVE to pick the name.  I wanted Mikhail as that is his birthname.  Michael wanted Michael.  I then thought about Russian tradition (middle name after the father), and we then decided on Zachary Michael.  Got our application to adopt filled out and had a courier go get it apostilled (learned about this great courier who can make the trip to Lansing for us and we don't have to take off work or wait in lines).  A family was traveling to Moscow yesterday, and should have our application delivered to the Russian coordinators today.  Hopefully, it will get filed first of the week.  We have been told that there is a possibility we will know our court date by the end of the week.  I am SOOOOOOO hoping that this is true.  I will feel so much better with a date set in place.  Zachary's birthday was Friday (May 12th).  I thought about him all day and wished I could have made his 1st birthday special for him.  But, we are trying to bring you home Zachary, and will have a 1st birthday with you when we see you.  Then, today is Mother's Day.  Funny, when we started this whole process I was hoping to be a mom by last December.  That did not happen and I have had my heart broken along the way.  We hosted a 10 year old boy for 6 weeks and wanted so much to adopt him.  I had a bad feeling about the situation because after being in the reaccreditation nightmare, our boy was taken in by a patronat family.  This means he was no longer at the orphanage and was placed with a foster-type family.  I turned to Zachary as one last ditch effort to make adoption work.  After finding out about our DOE appointment, we learned from another host mother that indeed, the patronat situation means he is not adoptable.  This would have been devastating to me if I had not turned to Zachary.  The phrase everything happens for a reason seems to have deep meaning.  We are happy that Anton has found a family.  So, hopefully next Mother's Day will finally by my day.  So, I will TRY to be patient through the week.  But, I'm praying hard for a court date.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114761227509928112?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114761227509928112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114761227509928112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114761227509928112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114761227509928112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-application-to-adopt.html' title='Our Application To Adopt'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114761116958367920</id><published>2006-05-14T08:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:35:37.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Rest of The Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/moscow%20trip%201044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/moscow%20trip%201044.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/moscow%20trip%201036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/moscow%20trip%201036.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/moscow%20trip%201026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/moscow%20trip%201026.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of our visits with soon to be Zachary were even more amazing. On the second day, he came right to us and we were asked to take him outside for our visit. We walked him in a buggy, walked and played. He is nearly walking, but really likes to dance. We got him saying "da." Could be dad? Could be yes in Russian? I like to think it's Dad. I again try to share him with Mike. But, at this point, I LOVE this little one and it's hard to share. Video footage reveals this. It's all baby and me, but for a couple minutes. Sorry Mike :) Day Three was my birthday. What a great birthday present. First we toured the Kremlin.  Here's some tourist pictures.  Then, off to Baby Home #3.  The last day, we got him to laugh out loud, crawl, and he smiles so big when you kiss him. This little boy is so precious. I am so anxious to get him home with us and kiss and hug him all day! I was not looking forward to our goodbye. But, I was strong for the goodbye at the orphanage. The ride back on the airplane, however, it caught up with me. I hope the time until we see him again is only weeks, as anticipated. We love that little boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114761116958367920?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114761116958367920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114761116958367920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114761116958367920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114761116958367920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/rest-of-trip.html' title='The Rest of The Trip'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114760988913918116</id><published>2006-05-14T08:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:24:27.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting Our Son</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/CIMG0026.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/CIMG0026.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we left the DOE, we were off to the orphanage. After meeting the Medical Director, we are put in the special occassion rooms and are told that they are getting our baby. Here is us waiting. Our meeting with him was amazing. He came right to me, grabbed my coat, and just looked at Mike and I again and again. He looks like us. Big brown eyes (like me) and hair color like Mike's hair. I had him during the whole time that we asked questions about his birth information and medical history. Even though this is really important information, I want to pay attention to the baby. Our video is quite humourous of me asking very important questions, and then talking/playing with the baby. I try to share him with Mike, but....easier said than done. After we are done asking questions, we are told we can visit until 2:00 pm. I got him some stackable cups which went to the mouth instantly. After walking and playing, the baby attempts to keep his eyes open for our photo and play and cuddling sessions, but is losing the battle. We decide that he has had an overwhelming day so we reluctantly give him back early because he was falling asleep. Mike and I go out to dinner and discuss names: Zachary for sure on the first name, Michael or Mikhail for the middle name. And, we wait with anticipation to go back and see him the next day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114760988913918116?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114760988913918116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114760988913918116' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114760988913918116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114760988913918116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/meeting-our-son.html' title='Meeting Our Son'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114760840430588081</id><published>2006-05-14T07:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:22:35.476-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip #1 - The DOE Meeting</title><content type='html'>Okay, back to our trip...That was Day 1 - Wednesday. Day 2 - Thursday went perfect but for breakfast! We got up, and I ordered room service for breakfast before our big day. As Mike and I have breakfast, and I ask him to do the conversion for 2800 rubels that I had signed for the bill, I learned I just spent over $100 on breakfast. Yikes! (That didn't happen again) After that, we met the driver in the hotel lobby, and off we went for our appointment with the DOE. We understand this meeting is to get an official referral and authorization to go to the orphanage to meet our referral. We are taken to a parking lot and are introduced to somebody else, but we cannot understand the introduction (as the driver nor her speak English). We wait a few minutes, and the translator arrives. We now understand that we have met our coordinator. We are off. Things could not have went better. Walk in, I say "Dobre Ootra" (good morning in Russian), Inspector joked on how long did I practice, he looked at our passports, and signed the form. Wow! That was easy. We sign some documents, and off to Baby House #3 we go to meet our son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114760840430588081?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114760840430588081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114760840430588081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114760840430588081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114760840430588081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/trip-1-doe-meeting.html' title='Trip #1 - The DOE Meeting'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114723456758278652</id><published>2006-05-09T23:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:20:00.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting To Moscow</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/1600/CIMG0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7010/2878/200/CIMG0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip there was long. No getting around it. We both worked half day, got on a 6 pm flight. We connected through Germany, and get to Moscow in the afternoon the following day. Here's our view of the planes in Frankfurt. As we get to customs in Moscow, they flag Mike right through. Me? Well, they look at my picture. According to Mike, my photo looks like a girl on some picture in the booth. Then, 4 or 5 people come and look, the guy waves me back. I cannot figure if he means stay or go back behind the line. I stay. I have no clue what the hold up is, and start to panic. 5-6 people go. Finally, I get flagged through. I was told as I re-entered the U.S. that the visa listed my maiden name, not my married name. Anyway, find our driver with the "Armstrongs" sign, and were off to the hotel. We get there, check in, our driver was wonderful and made sure that we could understand the whole process. He reiterates, our big day is tomorrow and a driver who does not understand English will pick us up in the morning for a 9:45 meeting. We are told to meet in the lobby in the a.m. Mike and I get to the room, get our romance package welcome, and await the countdown for the morning. I call home and ask questions I have already asked a million times - what to do? wear? say? how to act? I try to remain calm, but obviously I was not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114723456758278652?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114723456758278652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114723456758278652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114723456758278652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114723456758278652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/05/getting-to-moscow.html' title='Getting To Moscow'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27345848.post-114645240972450449</id><published>2006-04-30T22:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T08:39:28.220-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready For Moscow</title><content type='html'>I have not been computer savy as of late, but am going to try the "blog" thing. Am I literate at this yet? NO. Do I have time to learn it? NO. We are heading to Moscow in less than 48 hours. However, I'm trying this out in hopes of having many joyous things to come in a matter of weeks. Last Tuesday, we got news to get our plans to go to Moscow for next Thursday. After a few days of mass chaos, we think we finagled it all: flights, visa invitations, visas/passports back in one piece, hotel arrangements, etc. We have a referral for who we will name Zachary. He will 1 year old in May. We are just hoping that we have a great appointment, and cannot wait to go meet our soon to be son. I spent all weekend obsessing about every step for the trip - shopping getting toys to take him each day that we plan to visit him at the orphanage, getting outfits to hopefully make good impressions to all the important people, drafting questions to ask about health history, making checklists of things to take, getting crisp money without folds/marks/etc., making a binder of all the important documents, and the list goes on. It will be my birthday on Saturday. I am hoping that this will go down in the books of my life as the most memorable birthday ever! The coundown is on...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27345848-114645240972450449?l=armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/feeds/114645240972450449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27345848&amp;postID=114645240972450449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114645240972450449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27345848/posts/default/114645240972450449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://armstrongs-for-zachary.blogspot.com/2006/04/getting-ready-for-moscow.html' title='Getting Ready For Moscow'/><author><name>Rhonda &amp;amp; Mike</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06959923039351084358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
