here goes...

No new news about our case as usual. Perhaps one day we'll make it home with our boy. Until then, more analogies:

Adoption is like:
Burger King. You can have it your way, (as long as that's really their way and something they're used to doing). Employees there and in adoption work often don't really seem to enjoy people. Don't ask for anything extra, unless you're willing to suffer the consequences. Asking to speak to a manager isn't nearly as helpful as you'd like it to be. Sometimes the service is slow. (Or maybe even fast for everyone there but you).

Adoption is like tennis:
It all starts with love...(did I really just write that?). Lots of questionable calls get made, but arguing them seldom changes anything. Sometimes it goes fast, but other matches go on forever. It's played in several countries. There's lots of volleying shots back and forth. There are sometimes lots of 'service errors'. (I don't play tennis, so forgive me if the terminology is a little iffy.) And my favorite of them all, with credit to my wife, is that, during both, the spectators on the sidelines just watch moving their head from side to side.

A good night to all...