<?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-24164725</id><updated>2011-12-18T07:40:49.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thompson Family</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-5639349364425060237</id><published>2010-10-04T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T21:36:47.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Post...</title><content type='html'>To post or not to post?  That is the question.  I really need to get better at this.  Things are well.  Wondering what to write...&lt;br /&gt;Update on kids...growing WAY too fast.&lt;br /&gt;Update on me...growing in God's grace WAY too slow. ;)  Okay...maybe I'm better than I give myself credit.&lt;br /&gt;Update on hubby...good, praying for God's direction on some things&lt;br /&gt;Update on life...great.  We have a lot going on right now so need to make sure we are walking in the center of God's will and not getting side tracked with things that don't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there...there's an update.  How'd I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-5639349364425060237?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5639349364425060237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=5639349364425060237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5639349364425060237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5639349364425060237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-post.html' title='New Post...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-4856418993132821570</id><published>2009-01-30T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T01:55:23.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lemon Cheesecake!!!! YUM-O!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLCqHy7UpI/AAAAAAAAACI/n8uBT1Yrx-o/s1600-h/IMG_2640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297010140644070034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLCqHy7UpI/AAAAAAAAACI/n8uBT1Yrx-o/s320/IMG_2640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Several years ago my friend, Kristi, kept talking about this lemon cheesecake she made. Typically for our anniversary, Scott &amp;amp; I share will eat cheesecake. It's a flash back to our wedding when we ordered a strawberry cheesecake for his grooms cake, however he got to eat NONE of it. Nada, zip, zilch. So I thought long ago that I'd try to make up for that. I order a cake from Kristi (she's a professional baker :) and OH MY!!! This was THE best cheesecake we had ever eaten in our life! Kristi has made us some pretty awesome cheesecakes, chocolate chip cookie dough, white chocolate/macadamia nut, peanut butter and jelly...but the lemon is the BEST. A few years back Kristi shared the recipe with some of her friends...and I happened to be on the list of lucky recipients. So here's the lemon cheesecake recipe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunsational Cheesecake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 cup graham cracker crumbs&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLEPK7A9VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KvHDDVpUUic/s1600-h/IMG_2608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297011876650087762" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLEPK7A9VI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KvHDDVpUUic/s200/IMG_2608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 tablespoons sugar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 tablespoons butter, melted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combine all the above 3 ingredients; press into the bottom of your springform pan. Bake 325 degrees for 10 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLF8E_eQBI/AAAAAAAAACY/84O5D9pPTHE/s1600-h/IMG_2612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297013747663912978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLF8E_eQBI/AAAAAAAAACY/84O5D9pPTHE/s200/IMG_2612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 - 8 oz packages cream cheese&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 cup sugar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLGanUPPWI/AAAAAAAAACg/G3jfgCRPbow/s1600-h/IMG_2618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297014272273890658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLGanUPPWI/AAAAAAAAACg/G3jfgCRPbow/s200/IMG_2618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 tablespoons flour&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 tablespoons lemon juice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 tablespoon grated lemon peel&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 teaspoon vanilla&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 eggs (1 seperated)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Combine all ingredients (except for the eggs), mixing at medium speed until well blended. Add three eggs, one at a time, mixing well after each addition. Beat in remaining egg white; reserve yolk for glaze. Pour over crust. Bake at 450 degrees, 10 minutes. Reduce oven temperature to 250 degrees; continue baking 3o minutes. (for a moist cheesecake, put a small ovensafe dish of water on the bottom rack of your oven). &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLHOwbzrCI/AAAAAAAAACo/CCLekNN93fk/s1600-h/IMG_2633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297015168074755106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLHOwbzrCI/AAAAAAAAACo/CCLekNN93fk/s200/IMG_2633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Loosen cake from rim of pan; cool before removing spring form rim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Glaze...&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLKLJh489I/AAAAAAAAAC4/1FKTFdFyihE/s1600-h/IMG_2620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297018404626559954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLKLJh489I/AAAAAAAAAC4/1FKTFdFyihE/s200/IMG_2620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cornstarch&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup cold water&lt;br /&gt;1/4 lemon juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine sugar and cornstarch in saucepan; stir in water and juice. Cook, stirring constantly, until clear and thickened. Beat reserved egg yolk in small bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLK96j_EvI/AAAAAAAAADA/gVizDu-ti9A/s1600-h/IMG_2627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297019276782146290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLK96j_EvI/AAAAAAAAADA/gVizDu-ti9A/s200/IMG_2627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297020056410683634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLLrS56ePI/AAAAAAAAADI/ZFyuUIL8Pv8/s200/IMG_2629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add small amount of hot mixture to yolk. Return to mixture in saucepan; cook 3 minutes, stirring constantly. Cool slightly. Spoon over cheesecake; chill. Garnish with lemon slices, lime slices, or fresh mint, if desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLMXfW89cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/odIpn3XCRxo/s1600-h/IMG_2636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297020815667951042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLMXfW89cI/AAAAAAAAADQ/odIpn3XCRxo/s200/IMG_2636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297021346836155058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLM2aHUirI/AAAAAAAAADY/_7v009zO8gA/s200/IMG_2638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10-12 servings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took pictures for you while I made the cheesecake...now go get busy and tell me how much you like it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-4856418993132821570?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4856418993132821570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=4856418993132821570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/4856418993132821570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/4856418993132821570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/lemon-cheesecake-yum-o.html' title='Lemon Cheesecake!!!! YUM-O!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SYLCqHy7UpI/AAAAAAAAACI/n8uBT1Yrx-o/s72-c/IMG_2640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-5003076935902558989</id><published>2009-01-18T22:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:27:26.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my job!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SXQZqbddJ9I/AAAAAAAAACA/HXgMu4f3peo/s1600-h/IMG_2329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292883678783678418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SXQZqbddJ9I/AAAAAAAAACA/HXgMu4f3peo/s320/IMG_2329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love getting to be a photographer. This is a cute R&amp;amp;C. They are getting married this summer and this was their engagement shoot. So cute. And the best part was we just totally stumbled (thanks God) onto this really old plant warehouse. The texture was amazing! Here's one of my favs from their shoot today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So here's a glimpse of my day...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get up ...go to church (still feeling distant &amp;amp; confused)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kade goes to lunch &amp;amp; movies with small group&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We go to lunch with N&amp;amp;H (chinese...yummy!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come home, nap for 25 minutes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photoshoot starts @ 3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take great shots of R&amp;amp;C for 2.5 hrs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Come home, fam is in the backyard playing soccer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kids make nachos for dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eat dinner, visit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;play 3 rounds of banangrams &amp;amp; another word game (don't remember the name)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kiss children goodnight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;edit photoshoot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kiss husband goodnight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;edit photoshoot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;check facebook&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;check twopeas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;decide to blog&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;play 1 game of spider solitaire while the pic uploads&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and here we are...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just about time to go to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had some good time with God this morning.  I have been thinking about marriage.  I think I married our church but our church didn't marry me.  I made a long term commitment to the organization, but the organization didn't make one back.  So it kind of makes me think about things from a couple of different angles.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1) people will always let you down, but Jesus won't.  Make commitments with Him, have grace &amp;amp; forgiveness for his people. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2) Should I really have made that kind of commitment...is my loyalty causing disobedience? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3) What responsibility do "we" as the "church" have towards members.  We spend lots of time "inviting new folks" to come to church with us, but what about the "old folks" with whom we've spent years serving alongside.  What responsibility do we have towards them when they are feeling discomfort within our church family.  If we really are family, then we can't just let them walk away without wanting to know why and without extending love to them.  Yet in the church, we act as if we are a corporate environment sometimes.  New "employees" (young new SS class new members) replacing old "employees" (faithful servant old members).  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think that Jesus would want us to be open in our communications and grace-filled with each other.  So I am still left wondering about my responsibiilty in all this.  I have been wounded, i need to forgive.  i was committed, but feel as if i am to move on, which conflicts with my sense of loyalty.  I will walk away and others will never know nor admit their own wrong.  Is this mine to justify?  Do I want to be right or righteous...a question I continue to wrestle with oh Lord.  Clarify for me PLEASE!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G'night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;K&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-5003076935902558989?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5003076935902558989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=5003076935902558989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5003076935902558989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5003076935902558989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-my-job.html' title='I love my job!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SXQZqbddJ9I/AAAAAAAAACA/HXgMu4f3peo/s72-c/IMG_2329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-2746354895129557860</id><published>2008-12-05T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:49:36.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>See, I suck at blogging!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SToga1foxLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbuwDKbumJI/s1600-h/IMG_0554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276565558826419378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SToga1foxLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbuwDKbumJI/s320/IMG_0554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep trying to be a better blogger and I guess actually living life gets in the way sometimes. Well here we are in December and I posted nothing for November. I am busy with photoshoots and designing Christmas cards for the remainder of the month. So probably not much going to happen here until the new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So living life today went something like this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Homeschooled children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;edited a photo shoot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ordered some return address labels for a friends cmas cards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to get hair cut &amp;amp; colored&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home, precious girl from my youth bible study came over...we discussed life, her upcoming marriage, the honeymoon, designed her program and made a batch of cookies and pumpkin butter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;took kids to soccer game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheered my head off (we won by 2 points)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;chit chatted after the game&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;scott took us all to dinner to chinese buffet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ate way too much&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to friend ginny on the way home...won't be able to see her while she's in town&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;called hairdresser...my hair is red...help&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;made appointment with hairdresser for tomorrow am to fix&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talked to my precious daughter in the car on way home (boys rode with scott)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;walked in the door, finished editing pics for one client&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;checked two peas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kissed children goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;worked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kissed husband goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;still working&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;decided to update our blog&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and...here we are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This Thanksgiving we spent in Arkansas and we loved it! We were able to eat dinner outside on Thanksgiving day. What a special treat. Here's our Thanksgiving picnic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/24164725-2746354895129557860?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2746354895129557860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=2746354895129557860' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/2746354895129557860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/2746354895129557860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/12/see-i-suck-at-blogging.html' title='See, I suck at blogging!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SToga1foxLI/AAAAAAAAAB4/wbuwDKbumJI/s72-c/IMG_0554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-3091321538368145279</id><published>2008-10-09T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T16:16:39.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for School Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SO6Qm6vI7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/HMVmbNhBnNk/s1600-h/IMG_9577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255296813464350258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SO6Qm6vI7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/HMVmbNhBnNk/s320/IMG_9577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did a photoshoot today (well actually, retakes) from a local homeschool group. The kids are pretty funny and we had some great outtakes. My kids wanted to go with me, so we loaded everyone up and off we went. Kade was a great photographers assistant. He even...read his science &amp;amp; geography books during our down time!!! Yes you heard me right, all on his own!!! Ahhh... makes this mama very proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School went well today. Although N&amp;amp;H are still having comprehension issues. I sooooo wish that I could have read to them when they were little. I know the issues will eventually be overcome...but oh the process is painful sometimes. God, please give me the peace &amp;amp; patience I need to encourage them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are going to finish cleaning out my grandmothers storage unit on Saturday. We tried doing it this summer, however 120 degrees inside a metal building full of dusty, dirty stuff pretty much discourages you from pressing on! So we decided to wait until the weather was cooler.... and here it is. So off we go. Not looking forward to the process but am looking forward to getting it finished and off the list. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am still in jelly making mode! Made some strawberry for Christmas gifts the other day. Fun! And that's about it. Need to get off to post-processing the school shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayla :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-3091321538368145279?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/3091321538368145279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=3091321538368145279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/3091321538368145279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/3091321538368145279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/10/time-for-school-pictures.html' title='Time for School Pictures'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SO6Qm6vI7jI/AAAAAAAAABw/HMVmbNhBnNk/s72-c/IMG_9577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-306884409122709756</id><published>2008-09-22T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:40:16.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Think of yourself surrounded by tiny seahorses...</title><content type='html'>I just purchased these studio lights and I had the whole thing set up in my living room when my cousin and her husband, Chris came over. We were going to see a comedien, Tim Hawkins, (check out his site &lt;a href="http://www.timhawkins.net/"&gt;http://www.timhawkins.net/&lt;/a&gt;) when we decided to snap a few. This is soooo 80's and reminds of the scene in Napoleon Dynamite where Deb is telling Uncle Rico to imagine himself weightless, surrounded by tiny seahorses. Pretty darn funny. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249039795505371490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhV4ib8mWI/AAAAAAAAABo/gsTNDRGWCqM/s320/IMG_9009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I could not stop laughing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made more jelly today! Strawberry, yum! Mine &amp;amp; DD's favorite!  We did school, Kade had a friend over to work on report about San Antonio, and Nathan &amp;amp; Hannah played spy!  Pretty great day.  I made some great Mexican Lasagne for dinner.  Yum-O.  I need to get working on these shower invites I am supposed to do...better get a move on.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TTFN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kayla :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-306884409122709756?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/306884409122709756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=306884409122709756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/306884409122709756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/306884409122709756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/think-of-yourself-surrounded-by-tiny.html' title='Think of yourself surrounded by tiny seahorses...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhV4ib8mWI/AAAAAAAAABo/gsTNDRGWCqM/s72-c/IMG_9009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-4573337618365393207</id><published>2008-09-15T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T18:22:41.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Look what I did today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SM8KEbdvcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nzUiO4Bz10A/s1600-h/IMG_8757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246423162118172994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SM8KEbdvcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nzUiO4Bz10A/s320/IMG_8757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I made grape jelly! My sweet husband asked me last night to make some grape jelly. Let me take you back a little bit....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My friend Elisabeth's in-laws had an incredible amount of wild blackberries growing on their farm. Being the kind friend that she is, she called and asked if we wanted to go blackberry picking with them. Being the fruit-loving friend I am, I said, "yes". In the process of picking (we picked for 3 Fridays in a row) she tells me that she made blackberry jam. The conversation ensues, she tries desperately to communicate what she did EXACTLY, but being the visually geared person that I am I had to SEE it done. So we plan a jelly making day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jelly making day arrives, I bring every canning item I own to her house including a bag of strawberries, some fresh peaches and of course, blackberries. She whips out her superior canning making tools in addition to her blackberries and away we go! This was WAYYYY easy, but like I said, I just had to SEE it done. When we got done I felt as if we had conquered &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Domesticland and I had been annointed queen. I was so excited to bring home that batch of jams for my man! Scott did not disappoint...he was just as excited to receive the gift of my jam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I am thinking what other fruit do I have. The next day, I make peach. A week or so after that, I make some more strawberry and a blend of black/blue &amp;amp; raspberry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I CAN NOT stop. Last week I find a recipe for Pumpkin Butter and I am on it! My friend Elisabeth (the one who started this craziness) emails me and says she has an abundance of pears and do I want to come over and make pear butter!!! Uhhhh....YES!!! So next week we have a pear butter date!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, we are driving home from Arkansas and Scott &amp;amp; I are talking about stuff. I tell him what a joy it is to make jelly for him. I know he really enjoys it and considers himself somewhat of a jelly connoseuir (sp?). He tells me that he is enjoying all of the flavors that I am making and we both agree we like eating jelly that does not contain corn syrup &amp;amp; high fructose corn syrup. So I asked him, "What flavor do you want me to make next?" He said, "I really miss Grandma's grape &amp;amp; apple butter. Can you make those?" I said, "Sure." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So after school today, eating lunch with Scott &amp;amp; errands, I head home to get my jelly-making skills on! Just as I finished putting the lid on the last jar...the UPS delivered the cute labels I had designed and had printed. So, I had to promptly adorn all of my jars with cute labels! As we get closer to Christmas, I will continue to make more jelly to give to family &amp;amp; friends as gifts, hence the need for the cute, new labels. Anyway, Scott gets home and I show him his gift. Being a man whose love language is "acts of service" he truly appreciates this. My love language is gifts so this is a great compromise...I get to make him a gift that I know he will enjoy and he receives the gift of my service...so all is good. I give Scott a taste of this grape concoction and he says Mmmmm, mmmm, mmm, that is really good. It tastes just like Granny's. And gives me his beautiful blue-eyed, happy dimple smile. This comment of course makes me tear up, as this truly is one of the greatest compliments he could have given me. And then we commence to hug while we gaze upon our jelly wonderland. Life is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/24164725-4573337618365393207?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/4573337618365393207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=4573337618365393207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/4573337618365393207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/4573337618365393207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/look-what-i-did-today.html' title='Look what I did today!!!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SM8KEbdvcUI/AAAAAAAAAA8/nzUiO4Bz10A/s72-c/IMG_8757.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-5439815567536878694</id><published>2008-09-04T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T22:34:51.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Better</title><content type='html'>Today was a good day. See...I just knew it would be. :) Kade managed to stay focused (a little better). Nathan worked on submitting his heart and not getting angry. Hannah tried a couple of times to dramatize some insignificant event and I didn't fall for it. So it was good. I made pizza for lunch. Had a photo shoot this afternoon (cute baby Dylan) and then went to Ci Ci's pizza with some family friends. Kade even got to have a friend spend the night (they are up now talking about whatever 13 yo boys talk about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all watched a little of the RNC (Go Sarah &amp;amp; John). Wasn't a HUGE McCain supporter until he joined up with the likes of Sarah Palin! Love her! Thought Obama delivered a pretty good speech at the DNC, but it lacked content and a specific course of action. Besides...his wife gives me the creeps. Don't know what it is about her, but they kept nudging each other (and the kids) to stand in the right spot...it just seemed staged and not genuine. I so appreciate what McCain endured. I would like to say if given the same circumstances I could endure as he did. It really makes me think aobut how much Jesus endured for me (and you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a better day. I worked on a syllabus for our Greek/Latin roots class we are doing this year. Like having lesson plans and a road map. I used to not take the time to write it down, I'd just keep it all in my head! UGH!!!! I am running out of room up there and need to get it written down...makes things run a lot smoother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott &amp;amp; I will be celebrating our anniversary on Sunday. Our celebration is a little late, but better late than never. Hard to believe it's been 17 years. We have spent more than half of our lives together. We started dating at 15.5 years old and what a blessing that was! So all in all we've spent 22 of our 37 years together. We love reminiscing about the dating years, or the college years, or early married life or whatever. We have been given so much time together and we truly thank God from the bottom of our hearts! Nobody can make me laugh like Scott Thompson!!! Love, love, love that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-5439815567536878694?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5439815567536878694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=5439815567536878694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5439815567536878694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5439815567536878694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/better.html' title='Better'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-2744913789935934038</id><published>2008-09-03T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:25:08.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Blog again</title><content type='html'>So I am really a slacker in the blogging world.  I am trying to make this thing pretty (something that must be done when you are as visually oriented as I am) and I just haven't had the time to sit down and figure it out.  So I still have an ugly blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's going on with the kids.... We ALL still have attachment issues.  Nathan still doesn't completely trust that we are going to take care of him, and so therefore goes and does whatever the heck he wants when he wants.  Hannah still lies through her teeth.  I wonder when I will quit being angry at the people who hurt my children and stop dealing with all the fear based behaviours they placed in my childrens heart.  And just get to love them freely without feeling as if I am untangling some big ol knot all the time.  I wonder when Kade will learn to follow a schedule and actually show some responsibility for his schoolwork.  I wonder when I will learn more patience and remember what it was like to be a child myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have focused on my frustrations...here are some good things.  Nathan actually knows what a primary color is and he knows the difference between Babylonians and Egyptians.  His heart desires to do the right thing.  He likes to do lots of different kinds of dives.  And HE can follow a schedule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah likes to help me cook and can that girl do some dishes!  She is a very good speller and reader.  She too wants to do the right thing.  She gets frustrated when she lies, and so maybe someday we won't be dealing with this anymore.  She likes to swim and play puppies and house. She is kind hearted and when I was sick last week, she made a get well card.  So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade is as kind as ever.  Hormones have arrived in full force and he is argumentative about nothing.  But that's okay.  He is smart as a whip and makes me really proud when I think of all of the things he knows about at his age that I didn't have a clue about until my 20s and 30s.  He likes to swim and discovered a love for roller coasters this summer.  He is growing into a good, young man.  He is a big help to his dad and most of the time is helpful without being asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am much more patient than I used to be.  So when I back up and look at things they aren't as big a deal as they seem in the moment.  I know I should count my blessings, but today it seems as if i went through the list a little faster than normal.  I just realized, I seem to blog when I am melancholy.  Hopefully no one is reading this anymore because I sound like one big Eeyore! &lt;br /&gt;God is good, life is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am sure will be another one of those great days, and I won't blog because I'll be so happy homeschooling and living my life.  So sorry, but this is what it is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-2744913789935934038?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/2744913789935934038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=2744913789935934038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/2744913789935934038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/2744913789935934038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2008/09/trying-to-blog-again.html' title='Trying to Blog again'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-5383834595820102493</id><published>2007-03-29T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T23:21:42.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloha!</title><content type='html'>Hello Kids, Shelton’s and Mom &amp; Dad,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have had quite a time in Hawaii.  While in Honolulu we went to an outdoor arts festival which mostly displayed pictures and jewelry.  We also went to the Dole Plantation where we had a couple of helpings of Dole Whip ice cream.  We visited the Polynesian Cultural Center where we learned how to weave palm leaves into things and how to climb a coconut tree.  We learned many things about Hawaii and the surrounding islands like Samoa, Fiji, Tonga and others.  We visited the USS Arizona and USS Missouri, and then we boarded the ship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship, called “Pride of Hawaii is huge and lavish.  When we drove up to the pier to get on board, we saw it towering over other buildings.  It is, in your Mother’s words, Ginormous.  It has either 10 or 15 elevators that all talk to you and have a TV that tells you what is on each deck.  The pools, hot tubs, waterfall, and waterslide are all nice and fun.  We have seen two shows in the theatre.  One was a comedian and the other was based on an old TV game show called the Newly Wed Game.  Our room is verrry nice and has a picture window for ocean or whale viewing.  We can have room service any time we want and there are restaurants open 24 hours a day.  It’s even easy to find late night ice cream.  There is a library, shuffleboard, and chess and checkers and the pieces are as big as Gillian. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen amazing water falls, experienced a Hawaiian Luau.  Luau means party and they usually roast a pig.  Then they have hula dancers and a fire knife dance for the grand finale.  Today we went snorkeling and your mom got a little sick on the first stop, but we saw some pretty coral and some colorful fish.  I went by myself on the second stop which was called “Turtle Arches”.  What do you think I saw?  That’s right, I saw a large sea turtle that swam down to the bottom and buried himself in the sand.  It was way cool.  I also saw an eel, a trumpet fish and some like “Gil” in Finding Nemo.  Another high point of today – we saw Humpback whales.  There were even mamas with their babies.  They were flipping their fins which looked like they were waving to us and others were swimming close by and blowing air out their blow holes.  After these excursions, we had a nap and are getting ready for dinner.  The food on the ship has been good and we are going to eat steak tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having trouble with pictures.  We'll try them again later.&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!  Mom, Dad, Scott &amp;amp; Kayla&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-5383834595820102493?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/5383834595820102493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=5383834595820102493' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5383834595820102493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/5383834595820102493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2007/03/aloha.html' title='Aloha!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-9050784448174503464</id><published>2007-02-20T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:50:14.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost ONE YEAR!</title><content type='html'>Well...it has been almost a year since we left for Ukraine.  I guess we are just shy of 11 months, really.  It's kind of a weird place to be, really.  We spent so much time WAITING that we got used to it and now we have gone and come home and are working on our new groove.  So much has happened in the past 11 months.  Everyone has worked really hard at adjusting to our new life.  It has been good.  If you are adopting, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE read the following books:  Adopting the Hurt Child (Keck &amp; Kopecky)  Actually anything by the previous two authors will help you and &lt;u&gt;When Love is not Enough&lt;/u&gt;. Can't remember the author now, but it is a great book.  I have a friend who loaned me these books and I CAN NOT express how much help they have been in understanding the behaviors in my children.  ALSO READ ALL OR ANY &lt;u&gt;LOVE &amp; LOGIC&lt;/u&gt;  you  can get your hands on.  All of these books will really help you in keeping perspective of all these crazy behaviors (yours and the childrens) that you will have to deal with.  Also, please, please, please take time for yourself.  Book it now before you go on your trip.  Have a list of babysitters and take breaks often.  The books say not to isolate your child, etc, but you have to leave them with a trusted individual so you can regroup, recharge and keep yourself looking at the big picture.  I didn't do this and I really lost myself on several occasions.   I have my cousin (like my sister) who watched my children 2 times and a mother in law who, I think, watched them 3 times in a 11 month period, and quite frankly that was not NEARLY enough.   REally it wasn't.  I was going crazy.  Literally and figuratively.  If you don't have a mom or other family that you can leave your children with, then get a babysitter list 9 feet long and call everyone on it until someone can give you a break.  We have a saying in our house... A wise man learns from others mistakes; a smart man learns from his own mistakes and a fool never learns.  Please be wise and learn from my mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all that being said, after 15.5 years of marriage, we are taking a much needed break and going on our honeymoon.  I won't even go into our wedding...what a disaster!  So many people with so many agendas and in the middle of all that chaos was a young couple who really should have gotten married the year before and eloped!  But Scott's grandparents were so important to us that we couldn't have done that to them, so we tried to have the wedding we thought everyone wanted and didn't want at the same time.  We were poor and didn't have the family support we so desperately wanted and needed at the time.  We were trying to raise my younger sister from an abusive homelife, and she SO didn't want to risk having to go back home while we were gone on our honeymoon, so we decided to take her to Worlds of Fun in Kansas City.  We had a fine time, but with all the negative family surrounding our wedding, with the immense job of raising a child at our mature age of 21, and with the financial pressures we were under this seemed like the best option.  And at the time it was.  But S&amp;I always felt something was missing, that "our day" was really "everyone elses day" and we felt a jipped.  Don't get me wrong, we knew that God intended us to be husband and wife.  We knew that His blessing was on our marriage and have been so grateful to Him for His Presence in our midst.  But we always felt like we got the short ended straw by thinking of everone else and not getting to do the worldly "honeymoon" thing.  Okay so I am really rambling about this, trying to communicate my feelings and I realize that there is still a lot of hurt about this time in our lives.  So sad, and really a reminder to me to be in prayer for my children's spouses now, and to be submissive to God when He reveals who those spouses are.   Anyway on with the point... we are going on a honeymoon.  We have dreamed of going to Hawaii and have been saving for over a year now to make that happen.  With our adoption expenses, it wasn't easy, but through God's blessings and our (Scott's budgeting, way to go!) discipline, we have are finally able to go.  And I find it really ironic that we are leaving just a few days shy of the day we boarded the plane for Ukraine.  What a sweet serendipity.  Remember my sister/cousin and mil and their babysitting I mentioned earlier, well they are watching our kids during our tip and we are really grateful.  I mean REALLY GRATEFUL!!  I am SO ready for some rest and some time with God.  I am spiritually empty.  I miss Him.  I feel so consumed most of the time.  So exhausted.  I am anxiously counting down the days until I can complete a thought,  talk with God about something deep (other than, please God help me keep my calmness right this second before I lose it) and laugh with my husband.  I miss laughing with him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably should stop this before I go on.  Not quite for sure who still reads our blog after all this time.  I don't think any at all, really.  But I thought it would be nice to post here because I liked the outlet it provided while in Ukraine and wanted to recapture the spirit of reflection I felt there.  Since I type better than I write, I thought this might be the place to do it. I am rambling again... I am in a really melancholy mood, feeling pretty much alone in my heart.  Pondering all that is going on in the heart of my children and losing myself in the midst.  Just a month until calm, blue waters and completed thoughts and laughter...can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My sweet cuz gave me the funniest birthday present, a book about her foot and it's trip on their cruise last spring (same time we were in Ukraine).  I have a foot thing.  I think feet are gross and weird.  So she thought it would be funny to take a picture of her foot everytime she thought of us while she was on her cruise and we were in Ukraine.  It's really got me to belly laughing.  Oh thanks God for that reminder that I am laughing... I need that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-9050784448174503464?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/9050784448174503464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=9050784448174503464' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/9050784448174503464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/9050784448174503464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2007/02/almost-one-year.html' title='Almost ONE YEAR!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-116885824157129963</id><published>2007-01-15T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T02:50:42.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since we've been home</title><content type='html'>Several folks have asked me to update the blog.  So here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  the kids are great.  learning, growing...&lt;br /&gt;2.  Scott &amp; I are great. learning, growing...&lt;br /&gt;3.  I just came out of a very "dark" time.  The kids were learning so much, so needy, so scared and I was, too.  It was a LOT to handle, but by the grace of God I came out alive and so did the kids.  We are on the other side of it now and are making real progress in many, many areas.&lt;br /&gt;4.  We just hosted a little boy from Ukraine.  He is 11, same age as Kade. Please pray for Vitali. &lt;br /&gt;5.  We feel God is calling us back to Ukraine for another adoption.   Pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now.&lt;br /&gt;love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Thompson Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-116885824157129963?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/116885824157129963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=116885824157129963' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/116885824157129963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/116885824157129963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2007/01/since-weve-been-home.html' title='Since we&apos;ve been home'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114792497793890593</id><published>2006-05-17T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T21:02:57.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We are Home!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4771%20Color%20Adjust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4771%20Color%20Adjust.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We are home. So sorry for the delay in posting. We have been home now for 12 days and it is so great! We have not forgotten what it was like to be in Ukraine for so long and we are so grateful to be home! So here is a few things to update since we've been back:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival at the airport:&lt;/strong&gt; We could not have been more humbled (until we pulled in our driveway, but more about that later) when we rounded the corner at Will Rogers airport. There some family and friends had gathered to welcome us home. I don't know who screamed when they saw us, but I am grateful they did. It moved my heart to tears and I was sooo happy to be amongst loved ones again. Thank you to all of you that were there that night.  I know it was late and you drove across town to say "welcome home" to us - thank you!  And thank you to ALL of you for your prayers.  It was truly amazing to be "living on a prayer" (had to get the corny quote from an old Bon Jovi song and I might add, the first concert Scott &amp; I attended together while dating :P) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pulling into our driveway:  &lt;/strong&gt;Well y'all really know how to humble us.  As we pulled into our driveway it appeared as if there had been an Extreme Makeover Landscaping Edition to our house.  Our flower beds actually had flowers in them, our back yard had been sodded and the play fort had been sanded and the ladder rungs had been replaced.  There were leaves &amp; bushes removed, grass had been fertilized and watered, a new patio was layed...It looked like a real yard.  I know there are so many people who poured their hearts into making our yard pretty for our homecoming and for our children.  THANK YOU - THANK YOU from the bottom of our hearts...thank you!!!!!  The kids play out there and it is so great to think of all the love and people who were preparing this place for them.  Thank you again!  The kids LOVE it and so do we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Kids:  &lt;/strong&gt;So, everyone asks me, "How are the kids doing?"  And I have to say they are saturated with the Holy Spirit!  They are doing so great.  We communicate through the little bit of english they know and the little bit of russian we know.  We do a lot of "charades" and it pretty much works for us.  We are able to communicate well.  When it gets difficult, I remind myself that there will come a day when we will all speak the same language.  So for now, we do what we gotta do.  I really can't imagine being 5&amp;7 and coming to a new country.  But that is where the miraculous hand of God lies.  They kids are happy.  They LOVE their new life, their new family, they love to laugh.  Sometimes they tell on Kade for something not realizing that whatever he is doing is an o.k. thing to do.  So once they figure out it's ok, then they commence to participating themselves.  It;s pretty cute!  They are doing so well.   We have gone back to "pre-school" so to speak.  I am working with them on some basic preschool academics such as shapes, colors, letters, etc.  These things will need to be learned in english before I can place them in grades for homeschool.  Nathan was reading in Russian when we left, so I know he is hungry to read again.  He was very proud of the fact he could read.  So we need to teach and encourage him to read in english.  Hannah is having a great time.  She loves her American clothes and her family.  She loves having a mama and will follow me around the house to help do whatever I am doing.  She is a joy and we are glad to be their parents.  Kade is adjusting well, too.  He was an only child for 10 years so he is having to learn the dynamics of being a big brother and all that that means.  He is doing great.  Everyone is.  Of course there is adjustment and to say that we have not had to make changes as things come up wouldn't be the truth.  But we are adjusting, and we are doing good.  This is definitely a calling.  This is one of the ways in which Jesus intended us to fulfill Matthew 28:19-20.  I have to tell you when we our at the end of ourselves, God comes in and takes over and renews our minds.  So this is good.  We are happy.  I can't wait to see God's plan unfold for all of my children, He is so good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have ever felt the call to adopt, do not ignore it.  Be obedient, a child in the world is waiting for your obedience.  God will sustain you and work out all of your "excuses", your "what ifs", your "inconveniences".  This isn't about excuses or your inconvenience.  God does not ask for your obedience to inconvenience you.  He asks for your obedience to bless you!  Listen to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some funny things since we have been home:&lt;/strong&gt;  Hannah didn't realize you could wear flap-flaps (flip-flops) outside.  In Ukr. they are house shoes and she was confused.  I had to put mine on and walk outside for her to see it was okay.  She ran up and was telling Nathan in excitement "you can wear these OUTSIDE!"  While I was having the flip flop conversation inside, Scott was elsewhere having the "shorts" conversation with Nathan.  He didn't realize you could wear shorts outside.  So it was a fun day.  I have to say that both children (with Kade's example) have also realized the joy of being barefoot in the grass.  So just simple little things that we do everyday are being reminded to us through the children.  They are such joys and really are eager to please.  We want for them to be happy children and we enjoy showering them with love and attention. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the zoo the other day and Nathan got to feed the birds (lorakeets) for the first time ever in his life.  He LOVED it.  Hannah &amp; I were a little more apprehensive.  They both enjoyed learning about water fountains for the first time too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so happy to be home.  Scott has returned to work and misses being with his family 24/7.  We are so thankful for all of the time that we were able to spend together.   We are busier than we used to be, but why wouldn't we be?  We are adjusting to two more little people and we are happy to adjust.  I have to interject here that the children think that America is the nicest place on earth!  We get off the airplane and there are people with balloons and flags &amp; presents.  Two days later we go to church and there are people coming to greet them and handing them gifts.  Some friends and family have visited bringing dinner or have given gifts to them.  They love it each time we meet someone new. They have NO STRANGER DANGER (so we are going to be working on that, pronto!) but they just assume that we know everyone here in America and that everyone is so friendly!  So thanks for being a great American ambassador to my kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our journey is not over.  We ask that you continue to pray for the children as they adjust to American culture.  It's different than a Ukrainian orphanage.  We know that our family is where God has ordained them to be, but they are having to make adjustments from orphanage to family thinking and they are working hard.  Pray for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, just a side note and the glory DOES NOT go to us!  I include it here only so you can see how God is the master coordinator.  Okay, so remember when Ukrainian Labor Day caused us to stay in Kharkov for an extra two days.  We were so bummed.  We had lunch with the Mapps (Baptist Missionaries we talked about earlier) and then we called them and told them we were staying in town an extra two days.  We decided to go to dinner together the next night.  As we get off the phone with the Mapps, Scott said, "Man, I wish I would have gotten Francis' contact information the night I met him at the internet cafe'. Francis was from Nigera and was in Kharkov attending the university for comp. engineering.  Scott got into a conversation with him one random night while we were posting to the blog.  Francis is a nice guy, and was hungry for some english conversation.  So I digress for information sake.  Anyway, Scott says he wishes he would have gotten Francis' contact information the night they were talking so he could meet with him since we are having to stay in town longer and also so he could have hooked him up with the Mapps for some english conversation after we left.   Before we go home, we decide we should post to the blog before we go to bed, so 20 minutes later we walk into the internet cafe' that became our usual hangout.  We pick the only computer available and guess who is sitting in the next seat?  FRANCIS!!! How cool is God to do that!?  So we go to dinner with the Mapps and Francis the next night.  Then we decide to go to church on Sunday at the Mapps house.  Francis and his friend Emmanuel come too.  So long story longer... we get an email from the Mapps today saying that they are going to start having college fellowship night at their house because they have several Nigerian/South African, etc. students coming to their house for fellowship.  And to think that God used that extra two days to make that happen.  How cool is that!!!???  WOW!!!!  It just goes to show that we don't always know what God is doing.  And He was so merciful to us to let us see that the extra two days in Kharkov were not in vain, but were all a part of his plan.  He didn't have to do that, but He did and we are completely humbled that he would use us and Francis to bring college students into fellowship with each other and with the Mapps.  That is definitely a YEAH GOD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, better get off here for now.  Sure do love you all and thanks again for your prayers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thompson 5&lt;br /&gt;Scott, Kayla, Kade, Nathan &amp;amp; Hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114792497793890593?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114792497793890593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114792497793890593' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114792497793890593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114792497793890593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-are-home.html' title='We are Home!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114667104794487642</id><published>2006-05-03T08:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T08:44:07.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Final Post...</title><content type='html'>Okay... so here we are in Kiev and it is mucho hardo to find an internet cafe.  We are 3 stories underground in a "mall" with a very hot internet cafe' with 3 very BORED children.  So this will be our last post until we get home.  Thank you all so much for your love and support and most of all your prayers while we have been on this journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you wanting to know flight info, we should be coming home on Friday at 11:55 p.m. on Delta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing great.  Anya has gone to bed without crying for the last 3 nights, praise God.  Dima is learning so much.  They both can count to 5 in english and we are learning english colors.  Fun stuff.  We went to a market today and yesterday we visited some famous Kiev sites.  Got some good photos.  The other night the kids ate chicken legs for the first time!  it was soo cute!  They didn't know what to do or how to eat them!  Cute!!!  Everything is so new to them.  They really are such a joy.  There are some orphanage behaviors that will take some time to work on.  When you are in an orphanage you can get lost in the crowd and as long as you stay on schedule, there is really not much accountability or expectation of obedience.  So we will spend some time teaching them.  Kade is learning that he sets the tone for their obedience, too.  If we say "let's go" and he doesn't come, then neither will they.    So he is learning the joys and responsibilities of being a big brother.  This is such an amazing journey for all 5 of us.  Being the mom of 3 is definitely different than being the mom of 1.  The joy is triple fold!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow we go to the US Embassy to get visas.  So that is the final piece of paper in our journey (except for our return plane tickets) and Kade is counting the hours until HOME!!!!!  We all are, really.  It will be so nice to be home, to see familiar faces, to eat familiar food, to speak a familiar language, to be in familiarity.  But something that I have not journaled about here is that I do come home a changed person.  I think when you are in a foreign country you become very raw.  God has revealed to me the areas that I have been "snobby" in.  It really makes you realize what it important in life.  The things I have complained about, like MY sheets/bed,  I realize these people don't have and don't have the hope of having such things.  It makes me thankful and a little less "treasures on earth" focused.  But I also go home so thankful for America.  Thankful that we live in a country where we are free to worship and even though we have our own problems in our country, I am so thankful that I can raise my children in a Godly home, that I can look up and see the moon and stars.  That I can breathe fresh air.  I come home changed, hopefully for the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you again for your love and faithful posts and prayers.  Thank you for making home not seem so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God willing, we will see you on Friday!!!! WOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114667104794487642?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114667104794487642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114667104794487642' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114667104794487642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114667104794487642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/05/our-final-post.html' title='Our Final Post...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114642782996469282</id><published>2006-04-30T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T13:10:29.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day in Kharkov</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4294.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4332.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is our last night in Kharkov (pronounced harkiv) and we board a train at 7:00am tomorrow to go to Kiev. We spent the last two days here even though we finished all of our paperwork on Friday because it is Labor Day on Monday and all of the trains were completely booked. We figured God wanted us to stay here so we could see our new friends again. We had a great time with the Mapp's on Saturday and then were the first Americans in attendance at their Bible study on Sunday morning. We really enjoyed getting to know them and their congregation. Our other new friends were also at church. They are students here from Nigeria/South Africa. We met them in the internet café a week or so before. They are really nice and we enjoyed getting to know them as well. One of them, Francis may be coming to America this summer. How exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we get to Kiev, we get two more days off due to their holiday. We will get the children’s required medical exams on Wednesday and their visas from the American embassy on Thursday and have plane tickets to fly home on Friday. Hooray! We are finally coming to America. We are on the final leg of a totally amazing journey. I am so excited to be home, but also to share more stories and memories with all of you in person. We miss you all very much. This will be the last post until we get settled in Kiev and find another internet café.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all of your prayers. We are trusting God that he will give us safe travels the rest of our way. I hope you enjoy these pictures. We will post again as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Thompson Five :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114642782996469282?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114642782996469282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114642782996469282' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114642782996469282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114642782996469282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/last-day-in-kharkov.html' title='Last Day in Kharkov'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114624899898039937</id><published>2006-04-28T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:29:59.006-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the day that the Lord has made...</title><content type='html'>Well...they are ours!!!!!  Thursday morning we went bright &amp; early to pick up the court decree.  We had to wait until afternoon for the Director to get back to the orphanage so we could check the children out.  When we arrived, both of them were so excited.  We got Dima (Nate) ready first.  He said "Paca" (bye) to his friends.  He didn't cry, but I did.  Then we all went together to get Anya.  She had just started her nap time.  She came right in and we got her ready to go.  Since her groupa was napping, she went around to her friends beds and told them "paca".  Her teacher, Sveta was really sad to see her go, but she said something that I will never forget.  Let me digress for a moment.  Those in the "adoption community" are VERY SENSITIVE about the words "real parents".  People will ask parents &amp; children alike, "So, where are your real parents?", etc.  Not intending to be cruel, I'm sure.  Well as we were leaving yesterday she is telling Anya (Hannah), "Now you will have REAL PARENTS, and a REAL FAMILY!"  Isn't that wonderful?  Because that REALLY is the definition of the term.  So it was a beautiful day.  I asked the Dir. if this was a sad or happy day for her.  She said that it is sad for her because you see the children come in sickly/malnourished and they do their best to provide for them and make them well.  But she said the one thing that we can't provide for the children is a family.  And they should all have family's.  So it is a happy day in that regard."  Isn't that great too?!?!?  Then we went to dinner with some new friends (the Mapp's) and Francis (another new friend from Nigera here studying comp. engineering).  We went to a local Ukrainian restaurant with Ukr. cuisine.  It was sooooo good.  WE had the equiv. of Ukr. BBQ (nothing like Bad Brad's in Yukon) and it was great!  Then they had a live authentic Ukrainine band, complete with tambourine and goatskin covered drum/bass.  The kids LOVED it!  They had so much fun.  And as the band played and sang the kids were dancing, it was great.  Then our translator leaned over to me and said, "Kayla, they sing a song about children should have good families."  Isn't God sooooo cool.  We really had a terrific day.  Dima said to Anya, "Anya looks, it's dark outside and we are still playing!"  Such little things that really put things into perspective. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids were a hoot last night trying to go to sleep.  We made a pallet for them on the floor and they were so giggly and wiggly.  What fun!  We just video-taped about 10-15 minutes straight of this time.  Scott &amp; I were in stitches with laughter.  Anya did wake up about 3:00 am crying, I;m sure it was a little scary being in a new place.  So she came &amp; climbed in bed with S&amp;amp;I and she promptly went back to sleep while S&amp;I got little sleep the rest of the evening.  Oh well, they'll be time to sleep later! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the bad news, if you could call it that is that we are not leaving Kharkiv until Monday.  I was so ready to leave tomorrow that today while Scott went to get new birth cert &amp; passports, I stayed home with the children, I pulled out all of our stuff so we could pack.  Now we are stuck here for the weekend.  Their "labor day" is Mon &amp; Tues so we won't be able to get any business done in Kiev until after Tuesday.  We HOPE &amp; PRAY that we leave on Friday.  I have to email the travel agent tonight so I can get our tickets changed.  THERE"S NO PLACE LIKE HOME...THERE"S NO PLACE LIKE HOME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks again for your prayers.  We are here at the internet cafe' with 3 children and a BUNCH of international college students.  We are getting some odd looks, but hey!  You do what you gotta do!  I keep thinking of my friends with 3+ children.  WOW!!! I had no idea how tough this is (great &amp; tough) so know that I am praising God for you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;Much love from Ukraine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  Kelly &amp; Jennifer I vacuum sealed the cookies you made for us before we left and we just ate them (vacuum sealed for freshness)  anyway, the kids loved them and they were like a little taste of love from home, so thanks!  :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114624899898039937?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114624899898039937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114624899898039937' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114624899898039937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114624899898039937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-day-that-lord-has-made.html' title='This is the day that the Lord has made...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114607601685035719</id><published>2006-04-26T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T11:26:56.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow is the BIG DAY!!! (from Kayla)</title><content type='html'>Hi Dottie:  Thanks for keeping an eye on the homefront.  I am glad you had a good time at the Women's Retreat.  Kade is really ready to play with David, too.   Hopefully we will see you guys in 7-10 days!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi Susan:  Thanks so much for your faithful posts.  I miss your smiling face too!  Where is Jan?  Is she doing good?  Is she going to the retreat with you this weekend?  You guys are going to have great fun!!!  Happy Scrappin!&lt;br /&gt;Alikia May:  Sure do miss you guys too!  How was the cruise??  Do you feel rested &amp; relaxed?  how did Beanie do?&lt;br /&gt;Cathy:  Thank you dear friend for the faithful prayers.   We have felt them.  Before we left, Ginny gave us some of those silver crosses that are on the Lord's table several times each year.  She said I am sure you have a million of these, but I want you to keep these in your pockets while you gone.  They will remind you that people are praying for you.  And I can't tell you how many times I have reached in my pocket, just today even, and thought of everyone at home taking the time &amp; thought to pray with us.  Wow!  It is very humbling.  But those crosses have reminded us to pray for y'all, too.  So thank you again, dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;Flurry's:  Thanks for the posts, too!  How is Caroline?  Leslie, are you getting any sleep?  Kade misses seeing Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I didn't miss anyone who posted yesterday.  Sorry if I did.  But thank you to EVERYONE for praying for us.  It is the mercy of God through your intercession that sustains us.  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here is my (Kayla) perspective on the last 24 hours.    I woke up this morning sooooo excited I could barely sleep (and those of you that know me, know that I am a SLEEPER and a late-sleeper, at that!)  We started the day by going to the notary office to draft letters to apply for passports for the children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKRAINIAN TRIVIA:  It is perfectly normal for you to have a "office cat" that can wander on its own about your lobby amongst your customers and if your office opens at 9:30, then go ahead and arrive at 9:35, pretend like your not late (because in Ukraine you're not!).  Crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then we went to have lunch with some good ol Baptist missionaries.  What a joy this was!!!! Totally God coordinated!  We had to have a substitue translator for court last week, our normal substitue translator was having some pregnancy difficulties.  Our substitute substitute, Sveta, works for these American missionaries here in Ukr.   She was soooo nervous about meeting us before we had court, that she asked Aubery &amp; Cheryl (her employers, the missionaries, who let her off for the day to come to court with us)  what she should talk to us about.  Aubrey said, "Ask them where they're from, who knows they may even be from Oklahoma."  (Aubrey is from around the Choteau area, up by Tulsa)  Well when she got home, she couldn't wait to tell him that in fact we were from Oklahoma!!!  We had a great visit at their house today.  It was so nice to have a conversation with others.  We don't have real conversations with anyone else other than the 3 of us.  So this was such a blessing for us and for them, too.  They have been here in Ukraine for about 1 year.  And Scott and I were just talking the other night about how God is using this experience of living in another culture for a month to develop a deep appreciation for those who are called by God to live in another culture for extended amounts of time to further the Kingdom.   I was having a conversation with our other subs. tranlator the other day, it gets confusing, I know, but anyway, I was talking about the gmother and my concerns about how she lied to us about going without us to meet with the children.  And you have to understand that this culture is post-communism/socialism, so she says to me, "sometimes you have to "pay off" the gmothers."  And I said, "I WILL NOT PAY OFF ANYONE FOR MY CHILDREN!, you have GOT to be kidding me."  She said in this culture, you just tell people what they want to hear, so you can get what you want."  I told her that I would not do that because then I would be lying just like the gmother did, and I am not going to do that.   She just sort of shrugged me off.  But as Scott &amp; I were pillow-talking that night, we were talking about this and how these are the types of things that you don't know about before you come to another country.  When you visit a country for a short amount of time (2 weeks or less) you really don't experience the sub-culture or dynamics of the people.  But as we have lived here for going on a month now, we have seen first hand this "way of life".  The other interesting thing about this culture is the expectation of gifts.  If you are paid to do a job, at the end of the job in addition to your money, you expect a gift.  And sometimes they drop BIG HINTS about the gift that is expected.  BIG HINTS.  As S&amp;I were talking we said, "How can anyone in this culture accept the ultimate Gift of Jesus?"  Such an amazing gift, so freely given, and yet if it is not on their "expected gift" radar screen, they can't see it.  Things such as this are helping us to understand the heart &amp; struggles of a missionary to this place and others around the world.  Scott has a cousin who is a missionary to India, and I don't think we fully understand all of the things she encounters there that can't really be verbalized.  But we have been praying for her with a new fervor.  Same thing for Aubrey &amp; Cheryl that we met today.  Such obedient, struggling servants for the King.  WOW!!!!  We were so thankful for the afternoon with them and they truly have hearts for God's will in their lives.  Please take a second right now to pray for them.  They need to be renewed in the Spirit, they need friends for their children, Godly good friends, they need open hearts to the Word.  I just realized that we will give them our crosses that Ginny gave us for our pockets.  It will remind them that you are praying for them.  Their translator, Sveta the one who went to court with us, said to them the other day, "Why has no one come to my village before to tell me about Jesus?"  She earnestly wanted to know.  When we think of  "untouched" places on the earth, we think of remote jungles in Africa.  This girl is 23 years old, and has NEVER heard, nor anyone else in her village heard, the name of Jesus.  Jeremy B. if you are reading, let's get some mission trips scheduled to this country, pronto, please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the orphanage again today from 3-6.  We had a good time with the kids. As we were about to leave, Dima was sing-songing in Russian, "I am so happy I am leaving this place with my family tomorrow!"  And then Scott said, "Me, too!"  So he began to sing, "And Papa too!"  What a sweet gift!  The kids are die-hard Uno fans now.  This is a great game for teaching numbers and colors.  I told our subs. translator who is also a kindergarten teacher that I would leave the game for her to use with her students.  So we'll have to get a new Uno set when we get home so we can continue this fun game.  Anya was wonderful today.  She came right up to me hugs, kisses and laughter!  She is doing great, she even told Dima .  She has Scott on her radar screen and will ask Papa for help with stuff and will go to him and sit in his lap, etc.  Dima is his usual loving self to all of us.  Pray for Kade, he is struggling with wanting to love on Anya, but I am not for sure that Anya is quite for sure how to love him back right now.  I keep telling him to give her another month at home with us and she will come around.  Pray for his patience and Anya's opening heart.    Oh I wish you could have seen Anya &amp; Dima today.  They have faithfully, each day, been marking off the days on the calendar that I made for them.  When we first started this, it seemed like such a long time.  But here we are the BIG DAY is upon us.  They were so happy!  I asked them if they were scared, they both said no.  I asked them if they were happy to be going and they both said an emphatic YES!  And Anya said today, I am American.   I will tell you of a Divine Intervention that happened on Dima's birthday.  As the gmother was leaving the orphanage, she stopped the Dir. and told her that she was having second thoughts.  The Dir. looked her in the eye and said, "Do not hold these children back from this family.  They are a good family and A&amp;D will be very loved. They should not live their life in an orphanange.   Let them go."  WOW!!! God putting people in the right place at the right time.  I think her words comforted the gmothers heart (and as angry as I am with her), I am glad she was comforted.  Dima told two of his teachers, "I love my grandmother, but now I have a FAMILY, and I want to go with my family. "  The burdens in this boys heart make me ache.  Such big stuff to deal with, but I know that God knows everything about him and will give him the strength he needs to bear all of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't not wait to get home.  We say the word "home" now with such longing in our hearts.  I did not realize all that "home" means to us.  It means you guys!  Not just our bed with our sheets, but our friends &amp; family.  If I haven't said it before, let me say it now, "thanks for being "home" for us!"    As Scott mentioned earlier, we are wearing thin.  We are at the end of ourselves and are having to be totally sustained by God.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I better close.  This is a really long rambling and I am not sure I made much sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKRAINIA TRIVIA #2 for this post:  The police here stand on the side of the road with a black/white baton.  When they want to stop you they just hold out the baton toward your car and YOU  HAD BETTER STOP or else big trouble.  They will "fine" you for an offense without writing you a ticket or telling you what offense you committed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love to you all!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114607601685035719?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114607601685035719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114607601685035719' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114607601685035719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114607601685035719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/tomorrow-is-big-day-from-kayla.html' title='Tomorrow is the BIG DAY!!! (from Kayla)'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114607298836648525</id><published>2006-04-26T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:36:28.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aloh(hello in Ukrainian)</title><content type='html'>Tomorow(Thursday) WE GET TO TAKE THE KIDS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  Exciting news isn't it. Today we visited the children. We played inside and made sure that Dima and Anya understood that we are taking them out of the orphanage forever.  We met up with a missionary family from Oklahoma.  They were so excited to meet with an American family.  I felt excited to play with their kids, Lindsey and Camden.  We made paper airplanes and played video games together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima and Anya are really excited about coming to America and having a family.  We are really excited about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Emily, the animals we saw at the zoo are a two humped camel, lion, tiger, birds, bears, elephants, hippos, eagles, owls, monkeys, turtles, llamas, and the fish we didn't have time for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. Tony and Zack, thanks for the encouragement and updates.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114607298836648525?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114607298836648525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114607298836648525' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114607298836648525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114607298836648525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/alohhello-in-ukrainian.html' title='Aloh(hello in Ukrainian)'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114599354777923163</id><published>2006-04-25T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T12:32:27.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday April 25th</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Since they don't have subway maps I took a picture and printed my own...American ingenuity (and a digital camera)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Below, air hockey fun for all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blowing bubbles with "Hooba Booba" bubble gum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mini Golf - a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Jumping, Jumping, Jumping"... and sliding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a long time since we last posted, but I'm pretty much losing track of the time now. I guess we are wearing down a little. I will do my best in my tired state to fill you in on all the happenings. God, please give me a second wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see. I believe the last news we shared was about Dima' birthday. A lot has happened since then. No more news from the grandmother, which is probable good. We don't know for sure if we will see her again before we leave for home, but are certain (with God's hand) that she will not contest the adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the fun stuff. The last few days have been wonderful, except for the weather. One day, we went to a place that had ice skating, bowling, mini golf, and arcade games. Bowling was closed, ice skating too expensive and difficult, so we chose mini golf and games. Golf was actually rather difficult, but it was wonderfully fun for all of us. We also played air hockey. Kade enjoyed a skateboarding game and Dima and Anya were race car drivers for a few minutes. Kayla got on the internet while we were there and showed Dima and Anya their pictures on our blog and they thought that was amazing! Just another magic moment. Yeah God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day we went to a park with slides, swings, etc. The hands down favorite though was the inflateable slide. We told the kids they could go "jumping, jumping, jumping" on an inflateable we saw at the zoo, but it was "not working" and then taken down, so they didn't get to do it. So when they saw the slide, they were of course very excited. They climbed, and jumped, and slid, with some acrobatics I might add, and had an amazing time. Now they want to go jumping, jumping, jumping (their words) everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This same day, we found out that 2 bombs went off at one or two grocery stores in Kharkov. Before entering the grocery stores here, you have to check your bags in little lockers to prevent theft and for security. Someone placed the bombs in the lockers and several people were injured and some may have been killed. You all may have heard about this already. Of course we are all fine, but a little uncomfortable about being so close to terrorist activity. We actually were at a grocery store near the park and checked our bags, and went in and shopped at a grocery store that could have been a target for these bombings. They reportedly closed down many stores around the city for a time because they believed there were a total of 12 bombs, though no others were found or detonated. Thank God for his protection!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, yesterday we tried to find a park that we could just play on the free equipment. It seems though that they want to charge for everything here. We did do a little playing even though it was cold, windy and rainy. Finally we went back to our apartment with the kids and let them try on their new shoes and taught them how to play UNO while we ate Pringles. This was of course great and they caught on quickly to UNO and the Pringles. Oh, yes we had to stop for ice cream before heading back to the orphanage. We'll have to do better on nutrition when we get home. For those of you who are worried though, we do bring them bananas at least every other day. Dad, I think of you when we eat ice cream, but I sure do miss Braum's. I also miss frozen custard, and all of our familiar places for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we went back to the huge market for the last time. We went by ourselves without a translator and we rode the subway. Wow aren't we adventurous. The subway cost us 20 cents per person round trip. Much cheaper than a taxi. It was fun and we finished our clothes shopping for the kids, at least to get them home. Kade is now feeling sick and Anya has a runny nose and a cough. We went to the Orphanage around 4:00pm and played. Anya required almost no warmup time and was as happy as could be, despite her cold. We played soccer, and had a big UNO game with all of us and another girl at the Orphanage. It was great interaction and Kayla does a great job showing Dima and Anya how to "get into the game" with animated faces when playing a skip or a draw 4 card. It was a joy and fun all around. I felt sorry for Kade who was dragging a little, but hope he feels better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that is all I can think of for now. Tomorrow we are getting up early to go to the notary office and make application for passports. This should give us a head start for Thursday; the BIG day!! After we are done at the notary office, we will have lunch with some missionaries from Oklahoma who are about 10 minutes away from us here. This should be interesting and a nice break from all of the foreigners. Wait, we are the foreigners here. Anyway, you get the idea. I hope this is making sense as I am getting tired. It is about 10:00pm here and we have had a long day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I really better shut up and post some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all and thank you for your prayers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott, Kayla, Kade, Dima and Anya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114599354777923163?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114599354777923163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114599354777923163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114599354777923163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114599354777923163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/tuesday-april-25th.html' title='Tuesday April 25th'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114569737058089855</id><published>2006-04-22T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T02:16:10.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday fun starts out with a suprise. :(, :)</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima's bithday did start out with a surprise, but more of a suprise for Kayla, Kade and I.  When we went to the orphanage to pick up the kids, we found our translator there with "the grandmother"  She came for Dima's birthday.  Great for Dima, but she totally disregarded our wishes that she see them only with us.  Of course it was confusing for both kids, especially Anya who was very distant.  Please pray for this Grandmother, that she would do the right thing,  that she will encourage the kids to love us and that she will not try to stand in the way of our adoption. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this shaky start, we had a wonderful day together.  The weather was sunny and beautiful.  We started off at McDonald's with ice cream for desert.  The zoo was great, the kids were happy and smiles were all around.  We will of course post pictures, but it will probably be tomorrow.  Anya and Dima didn't get their usual nap time so I'm sure they slept like rocks.  I'm sure it will be a time they remember forever.  Kayla and I enjoyed so much watching all three of the kids get to experience this outing together.  My favorite part was when Anya saw the 2 humped camels and came running back screaming something of excitement in Russian; the look on her face was priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love to all,&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, we took Dima out for his birthday and of course, Anya came too. We went to “MacDonald’s” for lunch and what do you know, there is a school party at "MacDonald’s".  So it was really crowded, but Ronald McDonald was there and Dima and Anya enjoyed it.  Afterward we went to the zoo and saw everything from birds to bears.  The hippos and the elephants were stinky.  My favorites were the camels with 2 humps!!  There was an area with rides, etc.  We rode a little train that we all liked.  We also enjoyed the funny mirrors.  All three of us kids had the choice between a toy and a pony ride.  Dima chose a toy eagle; Anya and I chose the pony ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Daroux, you won't mind if just Anya and Mom visit your spa will you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114569737058089855?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114569737058089855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114569737058089855' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114569737058089855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114569737058089855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/birthday-fun-starts-out-with-suprise.html' title='Birthday fun starts out with a suprise. :(, :)'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114555602787887084</id><published>2006-04-20T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T11:00:27.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello from Kade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Today we got to take them out and we got to visit them at our normal visiting time!!!!!!!! I felt really happy and joyful.  Dima, Papa, and I had a fun day of soccer.  And there is a song that Dima likes to sing, it goes "yetebellyublue i love you" etc.  At an outdoor market we got Dima &amp; Anya sunglasses and pajamas(which they really liked).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Thanks for all the comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Kade :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114555602787887084?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114555602787887084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114555602787887084' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114555602787887084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114555602787887084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-from-kade_20.html' title='hello from Kade'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114555598710774723</id><published>2006-04-20T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T10:59:47.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Whole New World!</title><content type='html'>We were able to take the children out again today for some shopping.  We went to Target (no, not the one your thinking of and the one I am missing) and got them toothbrushes &amp; toothpaste.  Then Ukraine has a lot of outdoor markets and we were able to purchase them some pajamas and some socks for the girls in Anya's group.  The kids were great today and we had a good time.  We dropped them off at 1:00 and then we were back again from 3:30-6:30.  We had a good time with the kids.  Anya is opening up more and more each day.  AND SHE SAID FLOWER ALL ON HER OWN TODAY!!! As her teacher (mom) I have been trying to assess the children developmentally.  Dima is pretty quick to learn and eager.  Anya's shyness and Dimas eagerness inhibits her abililty to answer questions.  So for the past 4-5 days as I walk her around the orphanage we look at the flowers and I say, "Pahngliski (in english), flower"  So I went from verbally reminding her to just mouthing the word.   ANd then today when we were at the market, we saw an outdoor flower market and I pointed and said, "Pahngliski" and she said, "Flower".  It was such a joyous occasion that I bought her one!!! :)   Joyful day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima did well today.  I will let Scott talk about the experience the two of them had together today.  What joy fills our heart to be the parents of 3 children.  There are some rough roads ahead, but God is faithful and His grace is sufficient so we are excited about the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all and hope you are having a great day!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we did have a wonderful day.  We went to Target as Kayla said and we ate in a cafe' that is inside.  We thought Dima could have pizza and Anya could have something else.  Dima actually didn't have pizza, but his experience of the place was just as amazing.  His "wonder" was directed this time to the trip to the "toilet" as they call it in Ukraine.  He had never washed his hands with soap from a pump dispenser on the wall and he was amazed at the fully automatic hand dryer.  Oh, the things we take for granted in America.  It was a joy to experience that with him today.  But you know there are many "simple pleasures" that we are missing right now.  One of those is soft laundry that is dried in a dryer and not scratchy from being hung on a clothes line to dry.  And then there is just being able to drive our own cars and sleep in our own bed.  I am really ready to get back to my "pillowtop" matress.  Enough about that.  There is so much to be thankful for here and more important things to think about as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played a lot of soccer today as well as catch with a suction ball and plastic mits that Kade bought.  An excellent game.  Good find Kade.  One time I caught Anya off guard while she was running by me.  I swept her up and swung her around and around.  She giggled and giggled as I did it several times.  I gave her a kiss and sent her on her way, back to her MaMa.  It was great.  I tried again as best I could to spread my attention to as many kids as possible, without Kade, Dima, and Anya feeling neglected.  This is difficult as you can probably imagine.  It was fun and many kids smiled as we played which made it all worth it.  It seems like such a long time that we are here and the whole time we can't wait to get home.  These kids however, are not wanting us to leave ever (unless we take them with us of course.)  I hadn't really considered this until today.  It gives me something else to think about for sure, and maybe now that Dima and Anya are officially ours, they can share me with these other kids for a short time and know that they will have me for a lifetime.  God is definitely at work in everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My body is tired from all of the physical activities, but my mind in spinning at the end of the day from all of the things that I have to reflect on.  It is very humbling.  Like a wise woman (Kayla) said earlier... there are other purposes which we are here for.  I realize that more and more each day.  Now I pray that I don't miss any opportunities that God gives me to be nice, smile at someone or talk to or listen to them.  We are meeting more friends here than I ever thought we would, like a family from Oklahoma that we will visit for lunch next Wednesday.  Again I say yeah God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I am done for now.  We'll talk again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.  To the guy from South Africa that I met at the internet cafe.  Please post and maybe we can meet for lunch.  I promise we will speak only English:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukrainian trivia for the day:  Nothing in Ukrainian restaurants is "made to order".  If it isn't on the menu, good luck trying to order it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114555598710774723?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114555598710774723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114555598710774723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114555598710774723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114555598710774723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/whole-new-world.html' title='A Whole New World!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114546462594993233</id><published>2006-04-19T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T09:37:05.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My perspective on a great day!</title><content type='html'>Hi folks (everyone we know and don't know that are reading this thing!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Brandi, nice to meet you, I'll look forward to seeing you at GASC this year!  Thanks for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Cathy:  Thanks for the news on Norman.  No, we hadn't heard, but felt is was coming.  That man has worked hard for Jesus!  I am anxious to meet the new Sr. minister.  How old is he?  Sorry about the donughts, but sounds like you made the police &amp; fire dept. VERY HAPPY!  I love that AD &amp; KH are friends.  I don't know what to do about the post office.   Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole:  God uses children to tell us we need to adopt sometimes!  LISTEN TO HIM...you'll be glad you did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristi:  Have fun on your trip.  We are so ready to be home, we can hardly stand it.  If we were able to take A&amp;D today, we would be outta here.  But we wait.  There is a reasons we are here.  Scott is two computers down from me talking to a foreign exchange student about what God is doing in our lives.  So there is purpose still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really had such a great day!  We met the children at the orpahange at 10:00 am.  They were so excited to see us coming so early in the morning.  The teachers got them dressed for a special day.  We took the kids to a photography place to get their passport photos made.  Then we went to a new restaurant called Adriano's (now are food choices with English menus is up to 4).  The kids were soooooo excited.  On our way to the restaurant we bought nuts from a street vendor which they really enjoyed.  When we arrived at the restaurant they were so happy.  Their eyes were just full of wonder.  They said the restaurant was the most beautiful that they had ever seen.  They kept calling it a cafe'.  Soo cute!  Then we ordered the pizza and we waited.  In the orphanage the younger children don't really see the food being prepared, they just walk in from the playground and it is sitting on their desks.   So it was very difficult for the children to WAIT for the food.  Then when it finally arrived, they weren't quite for sure how to eat it.  I will post a picture.  It was one of the cutest things I've ever seen.  They were so excited to be eating PIZZA, and yet weren't quite sure what to do with it.  We finally showed them how to pick up a piece and eat it.  It took some practice, but they got it pretty quickly.   Since we get to take the children out for tomorrow for shopping, we asked Dima what he wanted to eat and he said, "Pizza!" and rubbed his tummy.   Silly boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids really had a fun morning just looking around at everything.  Then we had to drop them off at 1:00 because they nap between 1-3.  We were back at the orphanage at around 3:30 and they were so happy to see us.  Seeing us twice really helped reduce Anya's "warm-up" period.  It was good.  She ran right up to me and gave me the biggest squeeze yet!  She is such a good girl.  Yesterday when we went to the market, I kept looking for sidewalk chalk, but couldn't find any.  Today, our friend Julia, found some.  So we took it to the kids and they were estatic.  These children at the orphanage make hopscotch boards &amp; pictures with pieces of rock or broken tiles (all white).  I wanted to see some color, some rainbows and pretty flowers.  Yesterday we took some jumpropes to the childrens groupas.  Today Anya worked on her jumproping skills.  She successfully attempted at least 3 good jumps.  She was so excited and we were excited for her!  She asked me to french braid her hair again today.  This is something special as most of the girls wear pigtails or nothing at all.  So after i did her hair, her two friends asked if I would do theirs.  So we have three beautiful little girls with french braids at the orphanage right now.  It was precious.  Then Anya fixed my hair into the TIGHTEST pigtails I have ever had (yes, that's right A. Wanda, they were even tighter than yours!).  It was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDISON OLIPHANT:  YOU PURCHASED 120 HAIRBOWS &amp; SCRUNCHIES FOR THE GIRLS IN THE DETSKEY DOMA, KHARKIV UKRAINE WITH YOUR $.  You made some girls very happy!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima was having a hard time today sharing us.  He said to one girl, my mama &amp; papa come to visit me, why do you come to bother them when they came for me.  This is a very different sub-culture for these children.  They know NOTHING about the whole adoption process, and when they see foreigners come to the orphanage the youngers ones yell, "Pick me, Pick me!"  The older ones just watch with wide eyes to see who will be "picked"  They don't know and it just breaks my heart.  So, anyway I had to have a "talk" with Dima.  We are HIS mama &amp; papa &amp;amp; Kade, but we can have many friends.  He is my son, and Jiana can be my friend.  After a few minutes of pouting, he understood.  Then he cuddled.  My favorite part.  We have a saying in our family that after a tough time or "disciplining" we "hug it out", so I got to "hug it out" with Dima without him even realizing that this is family tradition.  Good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now we are at the internet cafe and then we are on our way to dinner.  Today we ate at the new pizza place and it was really good.  Right next door to the pizza place was a place called the "Potato House".  We thought we would try it tonight.  Although we were told it is a mexican restaurant.  Oh well, we up for adventure this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are having a great day!  Know we look forward to seeing your smiling faces as soon as we can!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114546462594993233?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114546462594993233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114546462594993233' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114546462594993233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114546462594993233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-perspective-on-great-day.html' title='My perspective on a great day!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114546776753273259</id><published>2006-04-19T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T10:29:27.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A day OUT with Dima &amp; Anya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anya as MaMa's hair stylist.  And another sneaking into the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anya's first pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN4003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN4003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dima's first pizza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3996.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Height comparison for Grandma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3974.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3974.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fried Ukrainian food at "the" Market&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3974.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Kade speaking. Yeah God, we got to take them out of the orphanage today!! Today we took Dima &amp; Anya to lunch at the pizzaria. Dima enjoyed his pizza! I really enjoyed it because Dima and Anya got to eat pizza for the first time. We took them back to the orphanage and got to see them again and play with them this afternoon also. I really enjoyed getting to see them almost all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, (from Scott)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now for some more detailed news. The market we went to yesterday wore us out. We were told that it spans about 2 kilometers in diameter. Wow! it was huge. We did great though, getting enough clothes for Dima and Anya to at least make it home. We would like to get a few more things, but we don't have to. We even tried some of the food at the market. It was some kind of meat mixture fried in sort of a eggroll wrap and deep fried. They had many things inside these fried shells; chicken legs, chicken, cabbage, other veggies, etc. Very interesting, but authentic Ukrainian food. We had a great time. We were there from 10:30 until 2:30 and we didn't even get through half of it. Kayla and I are posting simultaneously again to save time, so I am sorry if our comments are redundant. We took Dima and Anya to get passport photos today. It was so fun just to be with them out of the orphanage. The best part I think, besides seeing them eat pizza for the first time was the taxi rides. The 5 of us and our translator packed into a large taxi by Ukraine standards and we enjoyed looking at all of the construction equipment and other sites, then Anya started mocking Dima's every word and action and then Kade chimed in for a great show. The only thing interupting the "mocking" was belly laughs from all of us. I think even the taxi driver was amused. I think it was the best time to date in Ukraine. I am looking forward to tomorrow when we will take the kids for some mild shopping and lunch again. Dima wants pizza again, but Anya doesn't. :) Either way it will be great. Then on friday we will get to spend the entire day with them to celebrate Dima's birthday. Yeah God. How will we be able to take them back to the orphanage after that?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way, who was the person at the office all by yourself crying from the blog? We want to know who you are. Thanks for reading and posting. We found another translator who helped us in court on Monday. She works for a church here in Kharkov. She gave us the names of the minister and his wife and we are going to meet them for dinner in the next few days. God is so good at organizing things like this. It is so nice to meet people like this, especially half way around the world. By the way where is all of the down time we were supposed to have. It seems we are just as busy here as in OKC.??? Oh well, it helps the days go faster and reminds us that God is watching us, leading us, helping us, and loving us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's enough for now from me. We'll talk again soon. Have a great Wednesday everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying every moment of being a dad of three,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114546776753273259?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114546776753273259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114546776753273259' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114546776753273259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114546776753273259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/day-out-with-dima-anya.html' title='A day OUT with Dima &amp; Anya'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114538281283308241</id><published>2006-04-18T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T10:53:32.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Sorry guys...not much news today.  We are so tired.  We spent the morning &amp; afternoon at a HUGE market and then late afternoon evening with the children.  Then we had a meeting with the translator to try to clear some things up and now guess where we are going to dinner?!?!  That's right, good ol' McD's.  Woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately we get to take the children out tomorrow morning for passport photos.  That will be fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will post more tomorrow.  We've got to hurry and eat before we fall over asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;The Thompsons :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114538281283308241?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114538281283308241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114538281283308241' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114538281283308241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114538281283308241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114529358791106693</id><published>2006-04-17T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:35:11.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Scott after court... Hallellujah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Becoming a Mom of 3 today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3951.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3951.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You never outgrow legos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cotton Candy clowns at the Circus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well court is over and all I can say is I'm excited as can be, and I can see the five of us at the end of the tunnel in America. Yeah God! Yeah God! Yeah God! I am actually going to keep this pretty short. Just let me say I am excited again and that we are on the down hill side of our journey. We get to take Dima and Anya out for Dima's birthday all day. Yeah God again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we still have some obstacles and could use your prayers for those. Thank you to all of you who have posted and I encourage you other readers out there (You know who you are.) to post also. We would love to hear from you. I don't know if it has been said yet, but we set up this blog so that all of you at home could follow us and know what's going on with our journey. However, it has turned out to be a huge blessing for us to read all of your encouraging words and news. Plus it is just really neat to know that there are so many people who are interested in our journey. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Scott &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114529358791106693?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114529358791106693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114529358791106693' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529358791106693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529358791106693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-scott-after-court-hallellujah.html' title='From Scott after court... Hallellujah!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114529347716210626</id><published>2006-04-17T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:04:37.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This is Kade</title><content type='html'>This is the 8:00 news; oops! sorry.  Dear everybody, here in Kharkov it's about dinner time.  Guess what!  We're going to McDonald's(again).  Today the five of us stayed inside the orphanage.  Dad and I helped Dima build his legos that Dad picked out.  That was really fun!  We also got approved by the court today!!!!!  All my friends, please send me your email addresses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Addi, your hair looks nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.s. Meryl we need to schedule a tennis match when we get back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114529347716210626?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114529347716210626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114529347716210626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529347716210626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529347716210626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-kade.html' title='This is Kade'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114529449071564851</id><published>2006-04-17T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T10:21:30.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Official (Kinda)</title><content type='html'>Today was a big day.  We had court at 10:00 am (although the jurors arrived at 11:00).  We were prepared for the worst, but it really wasn't too bad.   We were asked about our ability to take care of 3 children.   We were asked if we had heard about the woman who murdered her child from Russia and if we were suprised to see a woman for a judge (there was an Italian couple who was in court previously and they were surprised by this.)  Then there was conversation regarding the documents and conversation regarding the children and how much we care for each other.  We were asked if we understood A&amp;D's health conditions and could we provide them with healthcare.  We really were prepared for the worst and it was over in about 45 minutes.  The judge said she wished us many good wishes for our family and hopes that we would be happy.  And then off we went to lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for us, we are really having some difficulty with our translator.  There are so many things getting lost in translation that makes this a very difficult process.  I have been praying that I could be Christ-like to her, but the woman is driving me nuts!   So you might pray for her, too, 'cause I am, for sure, not doing a very good job of serving as a witness! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met a girl today who translates for a Baptist Missionary couple.  They are interested in adoption from Ukraine, so we are hoping to have dinner with them later in the week.  And tomorrow we are going back to the HUGE outdoor market.   We are excited to go back and are going to try to finish buying A&amp;D their clothes and other items.  We are on the hunt for some more soccer balls, these boys need balls of any kind to play with, otherwise they just hang on the playground with nothing to do.  Addi O. - I found a special purpose for the $ you sent.  Dima's teacher says that there are 6 girls in his class and they do not have any hairbows for them.  And let me tell you, hairbows for girls are VERY IMPORTANT for these girls.  I have seen some girls where the tops of their heads look like a Christmas present!  So anyway, she asked if we could find some bows for them.  I told her a very special girl in America sent some money for a special reason and this was it!  I know you will be so happy to know that you are blessing the heads of these little girls.  I am looking for the bows tomorrow at the market for you and will try to get pictures of the girls with them on.   This will make those girls so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch we came home, changed clothes and headed to the orphanage.  We asked the director if we could take the children out for shopping and for Dima's (Nate) birthday on Friday.  She said, "yes."  We are so happy.  So we will take them Wed &amp; Thurs for a couple of hours for shopping, and then we will plan the zoo &amp;amp; ICE CREAM for our special boys birthday!  Dima is so ready for ice cream he is having delusions.  I pulled out a baby wipe the other day and he sniffed it and said it smells like ice cream.  Dad, it will be real important for you to have your car pointed to Braums for this boy!  He is a true Thompson!  Dima played well with S&amp;K today.  They built legos.  I am reminded that it doesn't matter how the boy (man), they will never outgrow legos.  The 3 of them built and Army Medical Truck complete with medical staff.  It was really cute.  Today Dima asked us to take his toys with us.  Normally, he rushes to put his toy/present in his cubby or his desk.  Today he said that Maxim &amp; Dennis always break his toys after we leave.  So we took them with us and will bring them back tomorrow.  Dima is precious and has such a good heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anya was great today.  She really is bonding well to me.  She will come sit with me and pretty much stays by my side most of the time.  She is making good eye contact and really likes our "giddy up" time.  Almost every day, we bring the children a banana.  Well imagine Anya sitting on my lap facing me, with her banana peeled, ready to eat.   Just at the moment she is about to take a bite, I bounce my legs so she can't get the banana in her mouth.  She belly laughs and then she tries to beat me by getting the banana in her mouth before I start bouncing my legs again.  It is a hoot.  We will have to get it on videotape.  Anya &amp; I played house today.  I have not played house in 25+ years, so I had to reach way back in my brain and remember how to do this.  My world has been StarWars and legos for so long, it was a stretch for me.  I managed and we had a good time.  I made dinner for my pretend grandchildren (her babies),  apparently pretend meatloaf &amp; cheese is very good and we had a lovely time.   A few days ago, I french-braided her hair.  Oh the simple joys of mothering a girl!  She loves it and likes to feel the smooth braids.  Yesterday, my clip was falling out of my hair and she wanted to fix my hair for me.  What a joy!  It's a good life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can finally see coming home.  Just a few days ago, it seemed as if we had been here forever and were destined to communicate with our family &amp; friends through email for all eternity.  But there is light at the end of this tunnel!  Yeah God!  We have enjoyed our time here, but are soooo ready to get home that we are just "chomping at the bit".    We are ready to get these kids to the lake and start our summer.  I really can't wait for all of us to speak the same language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Scott is going to post a few pictures from the circus yesterday and from visiting the kids today.  We now get two computers when we come to the internet cafe.  He has work, I have work, and then we both want to post to the blog, that taking turns is cumbersome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love you and pray that you are doing well.  Hope you are enjoying sunny, warm weather.  It is still about 45'ish around here.  Sometimes cold &amp; rainy, sometimes cold &amp;amp; sunny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UKRAINIAN TRIVIA:  If you can't find a parking space on the side of the road, it is perfectly acceptable for you to drive up on the curb, honk at the pedestrians to move, put your car in park, and get on with your business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114529449071564851?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114529449071564851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114529449071564851' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529449071564851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114529449071564851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-official-kinda.html' title='It&apos;s Official (Kinda)'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114517610509354952</id><published>2006-04-16T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:28:25.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My perspective...Happy Resurrection Sunday!</title><content type='html'>We have had a couple of interesting days.  We tried to post yesterday but had some technical difficulties so it didn't get uploaded to the blog.  Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter in Ukraine is not celebrated until next weekend.  So things are pretty much the same to look around.  But we have joy in our hearts as we celebrate today, the Risen King!  We started the day out with a bible study and then had lunch hat McDonalds.  And now we are off to the circus.  Then we have a meeting re: court tomorrow and then off to the orphanage to see my babies!   After court, we are hoping to be able to take them for some outings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other night we had dinner with a real, live Ukrainian family.  Remember our substitute translator that we just loved?!  Her family lives her in Kharkiv, and so they invited us to dinner.  Her aunt &amp; uncle from Germany were there too.  So including us, there were over 9 people for dinner.  They were such a loving, gracious family and we felt so honored to be invited into their home.  It was such a blessing to us.  They had lots of questions about America and we in turn inquired about Ukraine.  It was a wonderful evening.  I took a picture of the table with all of the food on it.  We will post that in a few days.   I wish they could come have dinner in our home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than than, we are good.  We just continue to look forward to your posts everyday.  They are such a blessing to us.  I have a funny story about Anya that I will have to save for another post when i have more time.    Until then, know that we love you guys and appreciate your prayers.  Please pass along your prayer requests to us, so that we can be liftin' you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY RESURRECTION SUNDAY!!!!  Jesus loves you so   much that he chose to die for you rather than to live eternity without you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!  Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ukrainian Trivia:  Remember guys with "lines" in their hair?  (circa 1986)  Scott had "lines" when we first started dating.  Well, here the trend never died!  I have yet to see a bi-level (mullet) but will keep you posted! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114517610509354952?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114517610509354952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114517610509354952' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114517610509354952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114517610509354952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-perspectivehappy-resurrection.html' title='My perspective...Happy Resurrection Sunday!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114517571590664206</id><published>2006-04-16T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T01:21:55.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An emotional day of a different kind.</title><content type='html'>Dear ones,  (as Granny Moberly used to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids wore me out today.  Not Dima and Anya, but all of the rest.  One boy tried to get my attention by crying every time someone touched him or he didn't get the ball. He also tried to be angry at me.  It sounded like he was cursing me in Russian, though he was probably only 4.  All of the need for attention made me stop and wonder about all of these other children's futures.  I don't know what will happen to all these kids, but God did give me a great confirmation in my heart that Dima and Anya are OUR children, and always were, and always will be.  That feels so wonderful.  There are two other really sweet girls who are probably 8 or 9 years old.  They have managed to learn a few english words, so every time we see them they say "hallo" and smile and blush as we walk by.  We wonder is there any family with a home for them?  Today these girls climbed a small tree near the play area and in unison were shouting Pa Pa, Pa Pa, I... Love... You... to me.  Wow, can you imagine how this feels for me or for them?!?!  God, please find them a home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to the circus today.  It is the last day of the season, so we won't be able to take Dima and Anya.  We tried to get them for a day, but were unable since we haven't gone to court yet.  We will enjoy it anyway and take lots of pictures.  We should be able to take them several days after court and will try the zoo, parks or whatever we can with them.  We will enjoy whatever time we get with just the 5 of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to everyone.  We are spending an unusual one.  We woke up about 8:30am and read the Easter story together, prayed and relished in the thoughts of what God and Jesus did for us so long ago.  And how powerful it still is today.  We walked to McDonald's for lunch (it's the quickest.)  and now it's to the circus.  Definitely a day we will not forget for many reasons.  Enjoy your day and time with our Savior today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ddddddddddddddddddeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrr eeeevvvvvvveeerrrrryyyybodyy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (at the Orphanage) one of the little kids said "I love you" (in English) because he wanted us to take him home.  I felt sad for him because he and his brother got ignored by the other kids. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited to go to the circus today.  I hope I enjoy it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for me in obeying my parents happily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all of the posts.  And no Burton's YOU'RE going DOOOOOOOWWWWWNNNN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114517571590664206?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114517571590664206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114517571590664206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114517571590664206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114517571590664206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/emotional-day-of-different-kind.html' title='An emotional day of a different kind.'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114501338922502565</id><published>2006-04-14T03:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T04:16:29.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3821.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3821.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3703.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3789.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3714.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHHHHHHHeeeeeeeeeeellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllloooooooooooooooooooooo everybodyyyy Yesterday we gave the Orphanage a soccerrrrrrrrr ballssssssssssss. Dima liked kicking one of them to Dad &amp;amp; I. Then the older kids wanted to play soccer with me(wich took a while to under stand). Anya opened up alot today. Dad got her a little dish set (Mom said she ate to many pretend fritters she would burst) lol. Ukrainian Trivia today is you know when you're in Ukraine when you go into a cafe and ask for no smoking and there isn't a nonsmoking section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114501338922502565?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114501338922502565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114501338922502565' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114501338922502565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114501338922502565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/good-friday_14.html' title='Good Friday!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114492631509308955</id><published>2006-04-13T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T04:05:15.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A feeble attempt at resonding...</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone:&lt;br /&gt;I realized that several of you have asked us questions and we have not responded. Your posts are like emails and we haven’t responded to them individually. Sorry about that, and for sure didn’t mean to leave your questions/comments hanging. So here is an attempt to respond to the last two days of posts.&lt;br /&gt;Clint: Glad to hear Logan is growing and that his teeth are coming in. Hang in there, just 6 more weeks of school!&lt;br /&gt;Sherri: Hey Babe! Love what you said about sublime and especially your phrase about being “fleshed out”. How’s TOF planning coming? I’ve been praying for all of the TOF gals. Sure wish I could be there to see those pretty tables.  I am praying for Jamie, too, and know she will do a terrific job! It’s your last “event”…how’s your heart? Hopefully feeling fully obedient and at the center of His will. Love ya! Kade misses you in SS too!&lt;br /&gt;Daisy: Thanks sweet friend for your encouraging words and uplifting scripture reminder.&lt;br /&gt;Ginny: Thanks so much for the prayers dear friend. The first day of sickness I was bummed. The next day I was mad. Today I surrendered. I’m not quite for sure of God’s will in this, but I’m sure there is some purpose. Maybe He will be gracious and let me know it. Are you packing yet? How are Cathy &amp; Caitlin. How fun for you guys to be a new aunt, uncle &amp;amp; cousin. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;MJ: Thanks for the post. When we set this up, we thought we would be helping everyone keep tabs on us…you know cut down on the phone bills sort of thing. However, this has turned into a HUGE blessing for us. We look forward to checking out the blog everyday to see what friends &amp; family are saying. So thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Tony, Gayle and Abbey: Thank for all of your posts and for the sports update. I appreciate it. Do you think the new coach will be good for OU? I’m glad you liked the flatulence story. It was so funny and we need to remember funny times like that, because Anya had a sad day with a lot of crying yesterday. I think it is particularly hard on her for us to come and go everyday and not just be constant yet. So we are counting the days. Kayla made a calendar for them to cross off each day we come. Because they are both ready to leave the orphanage even though Dima is more vocal about it.&lt;br /&gt;Mom:&lt;br /&gt;Sure hope your dentist appt. went well. When we get back and get the kids added to insurance that will be one of the first stops we make. Dima has a tooth that does not look too good and makes me hurt for him. He doesn’t complain, but it still needs some major attention. Scott &amp;amp; I are debating whether it’s a permanent one or not. He lost one of his front teeth on Monday. It was so dangling and wiggly that I wanted to pull (pull really is too strong of a word) it on Sunday, but our facilitator told me not to do that before court because someone could misconstrue that as abuse. Well…that thought had not crossed my mind. So I just prayed that the poor child wouldn’t choke on it! It finally came out on Monday and he let Scott take a great picture of him without his tooth. I’m sure Scott will post it on the blog.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding travel time, we really don’t have any idea yet. I am sure our plane tickets will have to be changed at least once. We knew that going into this, but had to book return flights home so we didn’t get stopped at every airport security checkpoint between OKC &amp; Kiev.&lt;br /&gt;Regarding their American names, we haven’t told them yet. They have a lot to deal with right now so the nicknames Anya &amp;amp; Dima will stick for a while and then we will integrate their new names on a more consistent basis when we get back. Before we leave, we will tell them they have American names, but we’ll still use their Ukrainian names until it’s best for them to switch over. Hannah, won’t be too hard and Nate, sounds totally different than Dima, so we may go with Nate Dima for a while. Whatever is best for them is what we’ll do. (Gayle I think that answers your question too!)&lt;br /&gt;You asked also about court. Well, I don’t know if you remember me telling you that almost everything we did state side will have to be done here. So in regards to paperwork that is pretty much true, but we also have to go before a judge and officially adopt Anya &amp; Dima. The court date has been changed to Monday, the 17th, which adds a few days to our stay. We figure, best guess, that we should be home sometime around the 5th or 6th of May. We hear court is not really too big of a deal. They ask you questions, you answer honestly, and then they impose the mandatory 10 day waiting period. So we hang here for 10 days. If it wasn’t so expensive, it would be nice to fly home and then come back at the end of 10 days. So to answer Dima’s question about when they get to leave with us, the answer: April 27th looks like it’s the big day.&lt;br /&gt;PS: Tell Dad that we are so proud of him for posting. Miracles never cease… (tee hee)&lt;br /&gt;Hey Corley Family:&lt;br /&gt;We’re excited to hear about new neighbors. You keep telling us how pretty &amp;amp; green everything will be when we get back home, but I just keep imagining you looking out your window at what is now a small jungle that used to be formerly the Thompson’s yard. Let us know if things get too high and we can try to call a lawnmower person &amp; get them to tackle it. Kade misses playing with David, too. He went to a big market yesterday and bought some more Kingdom Knight Legos. He is excited to play Legos with David when we get home.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Amy:&lt;br /&gt;Soooo glad to hear from you. A manicure when you come visit sounds great. So by the intent of a scrapbooking question, am I to assume you’ve started scrapbooking yourself? It would make this cousin mighty proud! Can’t wait to see ya this summer and thanks for your posts!&lt;br /&gt;Addi:&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have learned Sudoku and I really enjoy it. Thanks! The smoke is still annoying me a little bit. I hope you don't get stung.&lt;br /&gt;Hey Thompson Tribe:&lt;br /&gt;We did check out your blog and love the pictures of you and your precious family at the beach. Your family is just beautiful!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ginny:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks dear friend for your encouraging words. Have you showed JD Kade’s picture on the computer? Kade sure misses him.&lt;br /&gt;Preston:&lt;br /&gt;That's great that you built the DeathStar, blew up Naboo, etc. May the force be with you at StarWars.com Tell Daroux hi!&lt;br /&gt;Cathy:&lt;br /&gt;I'm sad that I missed the Little Donkey's Easter Journey play. I can't wait to meet Kelly, but I won't see her long since I am going into 6th grade. Thanks for writing and tell Robbie &amp;amp; Zack hi.&lt;br /&gt;Heather:&lt;br /&gt;So glad that you are checking up on your big sis, isn’t that what little sisters are for? Glad to hear that Cady is doing well and thriving and that she was able to play with a friend. I know that is a big deal for you &amp; her. I continue to pray for her and you &amp;amp; Anthony &amp; the new baby. What are some names you have picked??? Can you send your home address to my email at home &lt;a href="mailto:yeahGod@inetfamily.us"&gt;yeahGod@inetfamily.us&lt;/a&gt; Our computer crashed and I don’t have it anymore. Thanks! I totally understand about the bacon deal. When I was pregnant with Kade, all I craved were Wendy’s Big Bacon Classic Cheeseburgers with the onions &amp;amp; the pickles. Haven’t had one since December 95 when he was born, but I still remember how good they tasted. Something about the bacon! Yum-O During this “pregnancy” all I can think about is this restaurant at home called Ted’s. They have the best fajitas and I am missing them in a bad way! The food here is not too bad, but sends my stomach in a quiver when I think about eating something with which I’m not too familiar. Hence, the temporary restoration of our eating of McD’s, it at least tastes like home. Glad you are doing well. Keep rested and keep your feet up!&lt;br /&gt;Boones:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the prayers. How is Bill’s dad? How are you Florence Nightingale Boone of OKC?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Oliphants:&lt;br /&gt;Que’ Pasa??? Glad to hear you are alive and well in Mexico. Drowning victims, exercise on the beach, Mexican Wal-Mart and cliff divers…sounds pretty interesting to me. Hope you guys arrive home safely. I know the girls will be looking forward to seeing you. I have thought about Addi &amp; Anya playing at the lake this summer. Wonder how they will communicate? Our new translator (thank God for her) keeps telling us that Anya is pretending to cook, or playing house, etc. I forgot what it was like to play like a girl. My world has been legos, magnets, tree climbing and Star Wars for the last 10 years. I will have to try to think wayyyy back to girly pretend to help foster her playtime. Thanks for the prayers, we miss you too. How is your aunt?&lt;br /&gt;Allison:&lt;br /&gt;You need to get to work and quit checking our blog when you are supposed to be working! Ha, just kidding dear friend. Miss you too. I have a couple of KK’s questions for you that I’ll email you privately. I have been thinking about your words of A&amp;amp;D running through the hall at home. Such a beautiful picture in my mind. Thanks for sharing that! How did your hand dr. appt go?&lt;br /&gt;Susy W: How are you doing??? Have you been coming to scrapbooking on Tues. morning? How is your mom? In regards to the grandmother, we are not for sure. I have asked her to provide me with a list of important things that the children might want to know later, she seemed receptive to this, so I hope she provides something. But ongoing contact will really have to be discerned later. Whatever is best for A&amp;D. Thanks for offering to help with clothes and the like. We really can’t gauge sizes as European sizes are different than American sizes. So we may just have to send their measurements. I am sick in bed again today, but am at least strong enough to type so that is my job for the day. Scott decided he would go back to the market today with measurements in hand and try to find these children something to wear when they leave the orphanage. What a man! So, I’ll have to let you know. And regarding having things in place when we return, I can’t think of anything at the moment, but will let you know if something pops into this brain of mine! Have a good day!&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy:&lt;br /&gt;Glad to hear that you are sharing the blog with the boys. You know me, I’m all about life learning, and this is definitely education at its best. Have you looked up Ukraine on the map with them yet? Ukraine wasn’t even its own country until 1991, when they separated (along with some other countries) from Russia. Where we are, they primarily speak Russian, but if you were to head west, they speak mostly Ukrainian. It’s a really interesting country. Glad to hear the store transitioned to Jenn well. I know that you are excited about all the new things she is going to do and I am excited as well. When I am well, I will be going back to that market and I will be looking for you the white mesh shirt. Don’t deny it…you secretly want it. Miss ya!&lt;br /&gt;Molly:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reporting on the TN cousins. I read Stephens blog right before we left and he had only one post. Sounds like that boy is having the adventure of his life! He is far more adventuresome than me! But his sense of adventure is definitely accredited to your family’s “mission spirit”, so that Stephen is able to have an international awareness that many his age don’t have. Sure can’t wait to see you guys this summer. Did you say you were coming in June or July? Do you have the dates nailed down yet? And I can’t wait to hear about the scrapbooking Moscow missionary. I have some product we can send her that might help her in her efforts. Do you have an address for her?&lt;br /&gt;Norman children: Hope you guys are well. Thanks for the post. Joshaua, Kade should have answered your Europe vs. Asia question by now. Have you all looked Ukraine up on the map? You guys will have a good time getting to know your new cousins. God has prepared them since the beginning of time to be a part of our family. Happy Resurrection Sunday and Happy Spring.&lt;br /&gt;Whew! Well that better be it for now. I know this isn’t responding to everyone, but I will continue to try my best. Know that we love ALL of you and continuously thank the Lord for each &amp;amp; everyone of you! I think it’s fun to see who has done this blog thing before and who is doing this for the first time. Hey Scott’s dad posted &amp; I heard through email grapevine that my aunt &amp;amp; uncle in Tulsa even got online to check out this blog thing. This crazy internet really has changed the way we live &amp; travel. Thanks for taking this journey with us!&lt;br /&gt;PS: Here is my Ukrainian trivia for the day. Since I have not left the apartment (except for brief moments of stupidity) in the last few days due to my illness, this “trivia” happened a few days ago. Actually the same day as the white mesh shirt incident, but it is so good that I thought I would save it for today. Okay, here it is…&lt;br /&gt;You know you are in Ukraine when…you are sitting in McD’s eating a Big Mac and you hear Diana Ross’s “Upside Down” (circa 1984) on the loudspeaker and look across to the kids party room and watch the McD’s worker lead the children in a lovely rendition of “The Chicken Dance” Did we really leave America???&lt;br /&gt;PS: Alicia: you asked me if the bunny rabbit fingers in photographs were a universal goofy thing or if Kade taught Dima to do that. Well the answer is…Kade has carried the bunny rabbit fingers across the Atlantic to his brother. So now, future generations in our family will not be without the fine, long-standing tradition, of bunny rabbit fingers in their photographs. Kind of brings a tear to your eye, doesn’t it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, Anya had a tough day.  She had a caretaker that kept instilling some fear about coming to America in her, right in front of us!!! Our translator finally told her that this was not appropriate.  Why would you do that to a little girl?!  Anya began to cry.  Then she talked about how her Babushka promised to come visit for her birthday.  Up until yesterday, the girl didn't even know when her birthday was!  This must have weighed heavily on her heart throughout the night.  I told her I was sorry that a promise to her had been broken.  I told her we were going to do something special on her birthday, that her dad &amp; I would keep our promise and then I had the translator ask if there was room in her heart to love Scott, Kade &amp; I.  She said yes.  She let me comfort her a little yesterday, but it will take some time for her heart to heal.  I don't know what is the right way to do this, but it just makes my heart hurt that this little girl remembers a promise made to her over a year ago!  Kade barely remembers me telling him to brush his teeth from day to day. (JK)  Her heart will heal with time, prayer and working through it.  Pray for her today, please.  Dima on the other hand is gung-ho and ready to let the doors hit him in the rear!  He would go today if the documents and plane tickets were ready.  Please pray for me, too.  I am still not 100% and am wondeirng what is the purpose to all this.  There is a small chance that court could be tomorrow, friday.  We are praying.  Also we are asking if we could spend some time with the kids this weekend to go shopping for them.  Pray we are able to, it would be good for all of us.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Dahs Vedanya (Good-bye in Russian)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114492631509308955?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114492631509308955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114492631509308955' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114492631509308955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114492631509308955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/feeble-attempt-at-resonding.html' title='A feeble attempt at resonding...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114475781363474156</id><published>2006-04-11T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T05:16:53.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A really good picture of Kade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3701.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3701.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dima in gym class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anya finally opening up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip to the orphanage was different today. Kayla did not go because she was not feeling well. She is better today though. Another difference was our translator. Our regular translator went back to Kiev to take care of some things, so we got a substitute that we had met last week, but she is pregnant and for some reason is in the hospital so her sister ended up translating for us today. She did an excellent job and was very helpful. During our visit we found out that Dima didn’t know what day of April his birthday was on so I told him the 21st. I also asked him what he would like to do for his birthday (thinking this would be an easy question), but he said he didn’t know. Eventually he said, “I would like to play with you.” Well as you can imagine this made my heart feel good for me but sad for him realizing that he had never really celebrated his birthday before. He will feel celebrated this year and every year from now on. After talking about Dima’s birthday, Anya asked, “When is my birthday?” She didn’t even know what month. I told her it was June 19th. Rest assured she will not forget her birthday ever again either. Just one more thing we can do to make these kids know they are special and that we and God love them very much. Wow what a day! It was fun and we seemed to be able to communicate quite a bit with Dima and Anya today. And this was so exciting. The funniest thing about our visit today was when somebody farted. Yes somebody farted and I wasn’t sure who, but I assumed it was Kade (knowing his track record). Whoever it was, Anya was the animated one about it. She started waving her hand in front of her face and holding her nose and said something like “shooey”. Apparently it was so bad that she got up and walked away while still holding her nose and making an awful face. It was so funny, that I laughed harder than I have in a while. After all we’ve said about Anya being shy and coming out of her shell, it was quite funny to see her act this way. And furthermore, Anya was the one who perpetrated the “shooey”.&lt;br /&gt;It looks like our court date is actually next Monday. Add 3 days to our stay, but 3 more days is nothing compared to a lifetime with these wonderful kids. So I guess we’ll accept the date. :) We are going shopping for the kids tomorrow and are going to try to figure out sizes. We will let you know as best we can what they are for those of you who have asked us for sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm running out of time. I will try to get some more pictures up before I go. Love to all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Kayla is not feeling well, please pray for her. &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/24164725-114475781363474156?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114475781363474156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114475781363474156' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114475781363474156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114475781363474156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/really-good-picture-of-kade-dima-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114467060391478731</id><published>2006-04-10T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T05:07:32.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>April 10, 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3658.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3658.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dima and Kade sort Uno cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3664.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3664.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kayla and Anya playing that hand clapping game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3597.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first McDonald's experience in Kharkov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kade enjoying his first train ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uno pizza to go.  Giftwrapped?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helloooooooooooooooooooooooooo frommmmmmmmmm Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaade&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday when we went to the Orphanage we played in Anya’s coat room instead of Dima’s (he was pretty upset but he understood). Anya opened up a lot more yesterday. Mom found out what the kids at the Orphanage eat, they eat dried oatmeal. Well today we slept in because our paper work is done. Today we went to the Orphanage and played outside. I picked out a baseball bat &amp; baseball. He liked to play with the baseball gear! When it was time to go, we thought a taxi was our taxi but it was our friends then our taxi drove up it was tinted windows, race car flag, and the driver had B.O. we wanted to get out of the car.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;Preston: At one internet café they had Empire at war &amp;amp; Battlefront 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! “Brother from another mother”.&lt;br /&gt;Josh &amp;amp; Emily: Ukraine is in Europe. Please post again.&lt;br /&gt;Your friend&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Zack: I haven’t lost my American accent yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all you sleepy heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get up it is 2:30 in the afternoon here. I sometimes think I can email one of you and you will respond while I'm online, but then remember that you are all probably still in bed. Oh well, I'm still thankful that we can communicate. I was thinking late last night about our journey and everything else that came into my head and I realized I hadn't driven a car in two weeks now. How weird. Just one more thing I didn't realize I would miss. It has been really nice to have sort of a vacation. I mean this will be the most days in a row I have spent with Kayla or Kade ever. That part is a big blessing and I need to make sure I count it. It is still bitter sweet getting to see Dima and Anya everyday but only for a couple of hours. We are all looking forward to seeing them 24/7. Today is an unusually pretty day. I am guessing about 50 degrees and sunny. A big difference from rainy and cloudy. Well I hope you enjoy some these additional pictures. God bless everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114467060391478731?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114467060391478731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114467060391478731' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114467060391478731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114467060391478731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/april-10-2006.html' title='April 10, 2006'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114449454560328384</id><published>2006-04-08T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T04:11:23.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi folks! I have been thinking about all of the help we received before we traveled and I just want to say thanks again! Really, sincerely, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Gayle, yesterday we gave the kids the build-a-bear &amp; truck you sent. They really liked them. Anya had fun dressing the bear. Some of the places (hallways, etc.) in the orphanage are very dark, so Dima used his flashlight truck to light the way. Ah… such a parable…the darkness in his life is about to be lifted.  Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;Ginny so glad to hear about Cathy &amp;amp; Caitlin! Praise God. Angela, we are singing praises for the decision for Angelica, too. S&amp;T, how’s Mexico? C&amp;amp;A, are you gearing up for the cruise? Mom, how was the MRI? Let’s see, I feel like I am forgetting several things, so let us know how each of you are doing! We did hear that there was a tornado in Tennessee. Can a Thompson report back on Jeff &amp; Brooke’s safety? Nicole, it will be fun to have girls the same age. Corley’s, so glad the house sold. We have been praying for a “good” family. Foreman’s, thanks for the scripture. And to the rest of you thanks thanks thanks for your prayers! Let us know how things are going.&lt;br /&gt;I am missing my friends, family, “scrapbook girls”, our church family, etc. and will be so glad when we are able to come home. Not that this place is bad, it’s just we want to get on with it. We want to show Nate (Dima, we’ll ease into his American name at home, but the nickname Dima will probably stick for a while) and Hannah (Anya, her nickname will stick, too) their home. We want to just get them in the groove of their life, to go to church, to play in their backyard, to swim in Beaver Lake, to eat at our kitchen table, to sleep in THEIR beds… While this going to the orphanage everyday is respectful (I agree Gayle), it is also tiresome. It feels as if you have a perpetual babysitter and you only get to spend an hour or so with your children. It is tough to start &amp;amp; stop each day. And it just breaks my heart to have to leave them. So it is good in some sense, and drawn out in another. But as I try to remind myself, 5 years from now, this won’t matter. I will have my children home and happy and this will be but a faint memory.&lt;br /&gt;We had a good day with the kids yesterday. Remember the other day when Dima asked when he could go home with us? Well, today, I drew a picture of a calendar. I did my very best to explain “today” Then I circled the 23rd and tried to communicate that this is when he would be leaving. (The only would I could communicate was Americanyets) but he got the idea and we happy. I wanted them to see there was a timeframe for this process and that this daily visiting does have an end. We played in the coat closet again. The teachers are on a 3 day rotation. Teacher 1 is pretty particular and she was on duty yesterday. She kept coming out and telling us to be quiet. But I don’t want to be quiet. When do my children get to belly laugh? Yesterday was a hoot. Anya started out quiet again, but do NOT let this girl fool you. She is anything but quiet. All of the video we took yesterday was at the beginning of our visit. So we have video of this nice, demure little girl, while Dima is doing his best pitcher impression and throwing Velcro balls on a felt target. But about halfway through the visit the tone changed. Anya’s warming up and Dima’s on a roll. Scott is playing with the Dima &amp; Kade doing the felt target thing. I have Anya sitting on my lap and I start bouncing her. The next thing I know is, she is taking the empty water bottle and bonking herself on the head and belly laughing hysterically. Then Dima wants a turn. So I start bouncing him on my lap and Anya thinks it’s a hoot to now hit Dima on the head with the water bottle. Kade &amp;amp; Scott are rolling. I am laughing. Mom’s legs are worn out, so Dad takes over. It all starts again and even Kade wants in on the bouncing action. Then we take the water bottle from the kids and play keep away. Scott and I are bonking the kids on the head and fanny and then tossing the bottle across the room to each other. They are laughing, laughing. What a joyous time! Then Teacher 1 appears and tells Dima it’s time for dinner. What a great day! He said he loved us as we were leaving (in English). Isn’t that precious! I remember Kade telling me the first time, and I will remember Dima’s accented English saying it to me today! Anya gave each of us a hug and kiss and waved her sweet little wave. I just love all 3 of my babies so much!!!!! And really I am giving Teacher 1 a hard time. She has a tough job to do and I respect her for her work.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great lunch with another family from Colorado adopting a 16 year old girl. They are a precious family and we enjoyed an English speaking lunch. They showed us a local café and the food was great. I had a creamed vegetable &amp; chicken soup with boiled potatoes. Kade had a ham &amp;amp; egg omelet. Scott had borscht. Then Scott &amp; Kade had a crepe, ice cream dessert. We are going back there again today for lunch. Yum-O!&lt;br /&gt;So today we are doing are top 3: 1. Internet Café 2. Lunch 3. Play with Dima &amp;amp; Anya&lt;br /&gt;We are doing some school today. Scott’s working on CPE and I am going to draw for KK’s Volume 6.&lt;br /&gt;PG-13: And now here’s another exciting episode of Ukrainian trivia: If you were the equivalent of a paralegal working in an office here, it would be totally okay for you to wear a black bra under a white mesh shirt. We saw two!&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy: How about that trend for ya!&lt;br /&gt;The people are great, and we are enjoying our trip. I just wish Anya &amp; Dima could be with us 24/7 right now.&lt;br /&gt;We love you all. Have a great night and now we are thanking God continuously for you!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to the orphanage and played with Dima &amp;amp; Anya. Anya really opened up today and Dima tickled me. I felt really glad that both of them opened up more today. We went to a kaфe (cafe') for brunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pt: Yes, I do think we should have an easter egg hunt. Thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gt: Yes, I'll tell them about Braum's. Thanks for the reminder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well, it's my turn. I just checked email and am ready to post. We now get 2 computers when we come to the internet cafe so we can multi task. I have some Ukrainian trivia of my own today. What are 3 Americans and a translator trying to cross the street in Kharkov? A nice game of Frogger. :) I liked the Borscht yesterday it was really good and inexpensive too. Finally I feel like we got to sample some good local quisine. Also we don't have to depend on McDonalds even though it is smoke free and free bathrooms. Speaking of bathrooms, there is a free one in the internet cafe which is unusual, but it was the stand up or squat kind that just has a porcelain hole in the floor, also no toilet paper, no soap and no towels. I am still thankful that it was there so I didn't have to run down the street to McDonalds. Ha! Well we should have an exciting time at the orphange today. If it isn't raining we will play baseball outside, if it is raining we will play inside and color, play with the truck flashlight that Kade and I had to "take to the garage" last night. Dima is hard on his vehicles. It needed a new battery, the bed glued back on and the key chain removed. I hope it will make him happy to have it overhauled. Well, as you can tell we are having the trip of our lives and we are enjoying it very much. Thanks to all of the new posts; we love hearing from ALL of you. If you haven't posted yet, please do, even if you have never used a blog before just try it or ask for help. It is a lot of fun to see what you have to say half way around the world. I'll even reward you with some more fun pictures and they will be portrait layout for easier viewing. Enjoy!!! We'll talk again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Scott&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114449454560328384?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114449454560328384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114449454560328384' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114449454560328384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114449454560328384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-folks-i-have-been-thinking-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114440056708078203</id><published>2006-04-07T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T02:02:47.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We have a court date!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey everybody!&lt;br /&gt;Our translator told us yesterday that our court date will be next Thursday, April 13th. After court, we have a mandatory 10 day waiting period where we just hang out to see if anyone contests the adoption. Unlikely. So that means we would get to leave Kharkiv on the 23rd of April. We would head back to Kiev for passports, medical exams &amp; visas. That should be another 3-4 days and then we are on our way home! Woo hoo!!! So why we aren't even halfway there yet, it is nice to be able to ballpark a timeframe. Our paperwork on this end is really going pretty smoothly. Praises to the King. We are so grateful for his mercy &amp;amp; your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are doing great. Kade is sitting next to us playing Tetris. He would eat at McD's every meal if only we would let him! He is happy to be with his family and is anxious about showing Dima (Nate) and Anya (Hannah) everything back at home. We were talking about playing at the lake together in just a few short weeks. That will be so fun. We brought homeschool math with us, so we are accomplishing some traditional schooling, although we are more of "life school" mode right now. This is definitely an experience of a lifetime for him! Dima (Nate) is doing well, too. He is learning more English. Yesterday they both learned to say "cookie, please" in English. Dima's 7th birthday is April 21. We hope to be able to take him out of the orphanage to celebrate such a special day! His front tooth is loose. He is going to look so cute missing that front tooth. Anya (Hannah) is really progessing. Yesterday I went to her class to excuse her for some family play time, and she ran right to me and said, "Mama!" Warmed this mom's heart! She really is coming out of her shell. She is giving Kade hugs goodbye, she is allowing Scott to swing her around (daredevil) and she went to him and let him hold her. She likes to count to 3 in english while Scott and I swing her as we walk. And one of the biggest things for me was that she repeated "Giddy Up Horsey" in english about 5-6 times. She likes the "don't...fall...down" part. (see picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am fighting a little cold, but am hopefully on the mend. Scott is good. He will tell you more about that later, as soon as I quit hogging the computer. Yesterday we did have a pretty funny experience. We have to hang our clothes out on a clothes line to dry. (average dry time-2 days) We went to retrieve some clothes and noticed that one of Scott's shirts was missing. Our apartment is on the 6th floor. So we look over the edge of the balcony where the clothesline is and there is Scott's shirt. It has blown down 3 stories and is stuck in a tree. We are not quite for sure how we are going to retrieve that shirt. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we are at the internet cafe, then we are meeting another American family for lunch. We met them the other day when we were grocery shopping at Target. (not american Target) They are adopting a girl from the same orphanange. She is around 14-15 years old. His parents flew in yesterday so now their whole family is together, it is very sweet. They are staying in the same area (the Center) as we are, McD's is walking distance between us. So we are meeting at McD's and then they are going to show us a local restaurant that has great borscht. This is their 3rd adoption from this orphanage. What special people and we are grateful for the english company. At 3:00 we are headed to the orphanage to visit A&amp;D (can't wait to quit saying that!) to play for a couple of hours and then we will go to Target to get some TP and some more yogurt. Kade &amp;amp; I will do math later and Scott will probably work on CPE. That's the jest of our day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time now for everyone's favorite game show.... Ukrainian trivia! Okay, so yesterday we were walking along the street trying to find a grocery store with some TP. Each time we went into a "grocery store" it turned out to be more of a little deli. Water, meat cheeses, etc. So as we are leaving the last deli, we notice a dingy car in the parking lot with the trunk open. We take a gander in the trunk and do you know what we saw? Chicken legs, ground beef, etc. all out in the open air, exposed, no refrigeration, in rubbermaid bins. This guy was delivering the meat to the grocery store. Thank the Lord for the FDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for Scott, Kade &amp; pictures...&lt;br /&gt;Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm Bob the tomato oops sorry today we're going to lunch with some people we met. Yesterday we played inside &amp;amp; outside with Dima &amp; Anya. Dima,Dad, &amp;amp; I played tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preston, no, I'm not tired of McD's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi from the third leg of this post. Thanks for all of the comments you have posted. It's good to hear from the newcomers too. I hope everyone has a chance to post. We would love to hear from all of you. Now from my perspective. We had the pleasure of watching a firework show outside our apartment window last night. Our translator said it was probably someone's birthday. I asked if it was someone famous and she said no, just rich. In any case it was an impressive show of continuous blue and gold fireworks. Kade and I enjoyed it as Kayla rested from feeling sick. I am really enjoying our time as a family at the orphanage every day, although for all the time we are spending over here, I would like to spend more of it with all five of us. Again, all in God's time. We'll be patient and enjoy the time we have. It was great seeing Anya play with Kayla yesterday and me getting to spin all three kids around until they were not quite dizzy. I get the feeling that Anya and Dima just enjoy any excuse to smile and laugh. This is okay with me as I enjoy watching all my kids smile as much as they enjoy smiling. As you might know, I am quite content and very thankful for all that God is doing in our lives. Okay, enough words for now. Time for some more pictures. We'll talk again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114440056708078203?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114440056708078203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114440056708078203' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114440056708078203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114440056708078203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/we-have-court-date.html' title='We have a court date!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114432020482576498</id><published>2006-04-06T03:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T03:43:31.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah!!! more pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3677.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Scott, Dima &amp; Kade - such handsome boys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3671.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3671.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anya &amp; Mama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Silly Kids!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Boys! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/320/DSCN3613.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Anya gets a manicure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114432020482576498?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114432020482576498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114432020482576498' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114432020482576498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114432020482576498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/yeah-more-pictures.html' title='Yeah!!! more pictures!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114424576223326632</id><published>2006-04-05T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T07:02:42.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>From Scott</title><content type='html'>I too had done some journalling and was not able to post it to the blog.  It was good stuff too.  Kayla has told you most of it though.  If any of you are wondering why it is so difficult for us to do what we want on internet, I will explain briefly.  They don't do flash drives or USB everywhere.  You really have to hunt for these places.  We thought oh how convenient it will be to journal and copy pictures to our memory key in our apartment and then just go take a few minutes to find a computer with an internet connection and update everything in a few minutes.  Not so.  Also, they don't have it set up for us to use our own computer and their internet.   I guess not many people in Ukraine have their own computers.  That's probably why they have so many internet cafe's.  Anyway, this is probable boring some of you, so I'll move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time today playing with our 3 kids.  Doesn't that sound great?  I can't wait to bring my family home.  We getting strangely familiar with this place... a little.  We got from the orphanage to our apartment, to McDonald's, and to the internet cafe all by ourselves, without a translator.  We did find a Ukrainian boy about 13 years old in the internet cafe who knew some English and was very helpful.  So I guess we are didn't do it all by ourselves.  I will also add that as soon as I give myself credit for doing something by myself, I am soon reminded that it is God who really coordinates.  So to God goes the credit.  For helping us learn some Russian to get us by.  For sending us an Englist speaking person every once in a while, and for our translator, whom we of course are very dependent on.  I want to thank all of you personally for your posts to our website.  We enjoy reading them so much and appreciate all of your prayers as well.  Please continue to pray for Dima and Anya that they will be able to learn English quickly and adjust to life in their home.  I know they will be great kids and will have a great example in Kade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we have been at this internet cafe, which is really a gaming center that is dark and full of internet gaming junkies.  Really nice people though, I'm sure. :)  I think it is time to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, we look forward to blogging with you again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114424576223326632?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114424576223326632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114424576223326632' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114424576223326632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114424576223326632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/from-scott.html' title='From Scott'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114424241930686189</id><published>2006-04-05T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T06:06:59.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now we know...</title><content type='html'>Well I just spent an hour giving you this really great post and the internet cafe lady kicked me off the computer without any warning and I lost everything.  We have been trying to post for several days now and had some difficulties locating an internet cafe.  We found one but it does not have USB ports.  So we will have to keep looking for another one so we can post pictures.  Sorry about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do I start?  We are in an apartment.  Cooking isn't quite what it could be.  Our long awaited homecooked meal turned out to taste like ketchup spaghetti.  It was nasty.  So our peaceful boycott of McD's has been temporarily suspended until we return to the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone here has been very nice.  The orphanage director is a wonderful woman and I really like her.  We are grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played with the children for two &amp; half hours today without our translator.  This was so good.  The kids really warmed up to us.  Kade is having so much fun playing tag with Dima and when we were starting to leave Dima jumped on Scott's back for a piggy back ride.  Today Anya warmed up to me pretty quickly.  I was bouncing her on my knee and she wanted one wild ride.  I think she will be Scott's future roller coaster buddy! :)  Good stuff.  We love them so much and want to take them home.  We are looking forward to being able to communicate and swimming together at the lake this summer.  The day before yesterday Dima asked when he could leave with us from the orphanage.  We told him soon and that we were trying to get all of the necessary documents in place.    He is a kind and tough boy.  It will be fun to speak the same language so we can fully experience who God made him to be.  Anya is quiet and tough.  She tends to be a little more reserved, but knows exactly what she wants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We now know why are paperwork took so long.  According to Ukrainian law, any child available for adoption must be on a registry for in-country adoption for 14 months prior to becoming available for international adoption.  We met with the biological grandmother yesterday (lovely woman who really loves the children and wants whats best for them: us!) and she was asking about several different things.  In the course of conversation, we told her that we had been working on our paperwork for almost two years.  And the next words out of her mouth made my heart burst into tears.  She said, "In August, Dima &amp; Anya will have been in the orphanage for two years."  In August...in August (almost two years ago) was when Scott &amp; I started the paperwork process to adopt from Ukraine.  And then on March 30, the last day of NAC appointments before they transfer to a new ministry, was the first day that A&amp;D came off of the registry and available for international adoption.  God has been keeping our paperwork in tandem so that all of this could coordinate in His perfect timing.  I say that now like I believed it the whole time, but you know, the last 60 days were probably the toughest for me.  Why?  Why were we having to wait sooooooo long.  Well now we know!  Just one more gracious confirmation from the King of Kings that we are in the center of His will.  Praise be to the Lord, Most High!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...Ukrainian trivia.  If you were a Ukrainian woman, it would be perfectly normal for you to wear capri pants with knee high stiletto heeled black boots all the time (even in the icy snow!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are great and we want to say thanks to you!  It is because of your continued prayers lifted for us that we do not feel alone on the other side of this planet.  We feel connected to you and for that we are so grateful!  I am praying for the prayer requests you sent (Ginny's sister (has the baby come yet, today right?) Angela's court date and Tina's aunt)  Please let us know how we can be in prayer for you, too.  We have a lot of time in taxis, that is just prayer time waiting to happen!  :)  Thanks, too, for your kind words to Kade.  He loves checking the blog and seeing his friends names on the posts.  Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow should be pretty uneventful.  We should just be playing with the kids and exploring our surroundings.  Hopefully we'll find a better internet cafe'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114424241930686189?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114424241930686189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114424241930686189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114424241930686189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114424241930686189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/now-we-know.html' title='Now we know...'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114423930690047620</id><published>2006-04-05T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T05:15:06.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello from Kade</title><content type='html'>dear everybody,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started out today by getting up at 7:45.  Then  we went to the orphanage and played with Anya &amp; Dima.  We put together a puzzle &amp; played outside.  We went to McDonalds and then to the apartment and then went to the internet kaфe (cafe') .  I think it looks like a double sided D so it would spell Kade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  pray for our patience.&lt;br /&gt;pss.   thanks for the comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend,&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114423930690047620?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114423930690047620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114423930690047620' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114423930690047620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114423930690047620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/hello-from-kade.html' title='hello from Kade'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114396392899320724</id><published>2006-04-01T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T23:45:29.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>4/2/06 Early am Kharkiv</title><content type='html'>Well the April fools post was supposed to have an April fool’s joke in it, but the joke was on me because my part of the post along with the first picture got lost in translation; Internet translation to be exact. The internet room in our hotel reminds me more of a computer lab on a college campus run by a college student. The "service" person was irritated at my broken Russian request for help to change the language to English. And to top it off after spending over an hour trying to get a post and 1 measly picture submitted I got an error message. One error message doesn’t sound that bad does it… unless it’s in RUSSIAN! And you lose an hours worth of data. Anyway, as I booted up the computer to write this, I realized what was most important about today – our family. Kayla set the picture (that we finally just posted) to our wallpaper so it comes up every time with our family of five as our background. That puts things in perspective doesn’t it? While I’m saying that posting to the internet is not the most important thing on our trip, I also want to say how much it means to me that all of you posted comments. As we read through them tonight after a very rough day, they all made us smile. So thank you ALL for your comments, thoughts, prayers, and good humor. The comments and you all mean the world to us.&lt;br /&gt;Kade, Dima, and Anya are all wonderful and I am so looking forward to all the awesome memories we will make together. It is worth it and God is good!!!&lt;br /&gt;To lighten things up a bit, I would like to share a few situations with you that neither you nor I would have expected on this trip.&lt;br /&gt;Having to climb six flights of stairs in our hotel to go to the bathroom in our room because the bathroom in the lobby requires hrivna(cash) and the elevator is too slow.&lt;br /&gt;When the taxi driver cant make change for 50 hrivna (equivalent US$10.00 bill).&lt;br /&gt;When you turn on the light switch before entering the ‘toilet’ room because it is behind the door on the outside, and find that you, instead, turned out the light on your translator taking a shower in the next ‘room’.&lt;br /&gt;Well it is late or early or both depending on your perspective or mine and I think I’m probably getting hard to understand so I’ll say goodnight for now. Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;br /&gt;p.s. more pictures are on the way. I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114396392899320724?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114396392899320724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114396392899320724' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114396392899320724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114396392899320724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/4206-early-am-kharkiv.html' title='4/2/06 Early am Kharkiv'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114391793630828493</id><published>2006-04-01T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T04:48:18.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here is the long awaited picture. Aren't we just the cutest thang you ever did see?!? Anya's hair has lightened considerably, it is a very pretty light brown. In the photo at the NAC, it was dark brown. Anya warmed up a little more today. We went to the orphanage to visit the children and she came and sat on my lap. Kade brought them balloons from McDonalds. Dima ran around the playground playing with Scott &amp; Kade and showing the caretakers (every day there are new caretakers, they are on a 3 day rotation - tough for the children) his album. Anya &amp;amp; I looked at her album. The children asked for the balloons to have the air taken out of them so they could blow them back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping for apartments today. We looked at several places. We really have not stopped since we have been here. We are feeling a little worn down and it will be nice to find a place where we can settle for a couple of weeks. (Please forgive the typos again, this is one really nasty keyboard and not all of the keys work properly) Anyway, we will make that decision tomorrow and Natasha will be staying with us. We had a pretty frustrating day today. Lots of miscommunication and things getting lost in translation.  It was a test of character day and I regretfully have to say I was not the mirror image of Jesus. I will try again tomorrow. I realized that I have not seen the sun since Mon. The "grayness" of this area is very dampening to ones spirits. Paul was joyful in jail and I can be joyful in this gray place. I will try again tomorrow. I am praying for you all. Thank you for your beautiful words. You have no idea how they lift us. Thank you! And for our buddies who are running to the computer to check the posts. We find that really funny! We have been in your shoes. Alicia, I love what you said about God being the Writer, us being the narrator and you all being the audience. Beautiful words cuz, I will pray with them tonight. Allison email me on &lt;a href="mailto:yeahGod@inetfamily.us"&gt;yeahGod@inetfamily.us&lt;/a&gt; we can check that from here. Angela &amp; Ginny we will lift your concerns before the King. Know we agree with you in prayer. Love ya! Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott &amp;amp; Kade are going to write on the laptop and post later. So stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Ukrainian trivia: 90% of the drivers here are men. About 10% are women. So some of the women have a sticker large triangle (think yield sign) with a high heel shoe on it. It's the Ukrainians womens way to say "Hey, I am a woman driver, be patient with me.) Do you think that would fly in America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/1600/DSCN3577.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7047/2502/400/DSCN3577.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114391793630828493?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114391793630828493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114391793630828493' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114391793630828493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114391793630828493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/well-here-is-long-awaited-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114389351394597371</id><published>2006-04-01T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T04:19:38.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday April Fool's Day</title><content type='html'>Saturday, April 1 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ready for this?!?  Grab a cup of hot chocolate,  put on your rubby socks and curl up in your office chair…this is some long reading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about 5:00 in the morning, Ukraine time, and I can’t sleep.  The good news is that Scott and Kade are both snoozing peacefully.   I came home tonight and was in bed by 7:30 p.m. (Ukraine time) and have been awake since about 4:00.  So at least I was able to get some continuous sleep.  I think we will all have a better day today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so here is the whirlwind since we last posted.  Our appointment at the NAC (National Adoption Center) was at 11:00.  So at around 10:30 we headed off to the NAC office.   We met with the Director &amp; Assistant Director regarding the upcoming changes in the adoption process.  I have heard countless terrible things about the female NAC Director, but during our appointment she was very gracious and pleasant (answer to prayer.)  We wrote &amp; signed a piece of paper that said that we understood there could be some delays due to the changes.  And then we went to sit in the infamous hall.  I have read many weblogs about this hall.  There are doors in front of you and people are constantly going in and out of them with no rhyme or reason (at least not to us).  It is a very busy hall.  We met a nice American couple there from Utah.  This was their second appointment at the NAC in 10 days.  They were very nice.  Then we were called in to go to meet with the “psychologist”.  This is not what you would think of in terms of an American psychologist.  This person’s role is more like an intake nurse at an emergency room.  She asked us a little bit about ourselves (this was very brief).  Then the process began.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop here for a few God moments.  The night before our appointment I had been praying (who else but God is up at 3:00 in the morning :)  I was given a very quick, brief picture of a blond haired boy, and a darker haired girl and the name Anya.   This didn’t come all at once, but throughout the time with Him I had these three pieces of information.  As I normally do, I just pushed it to the back of my brain and moved on.  So, back to our appointment.  As most of you know we have been praying for some time for a son and a daughter to add to our family.  We have been praying for “our brother &amp; sister in Ukraine” for almost 19 months now.  We have also been praying that the first children we were shown would be the ones that God had prepared for all of us to be a family.  We are at the appointment and the first pictures we are shown are of two brothers.  Darling boys, but did not feel that they were ours.  Scott &amp; I reiterated a brother &amp; a sister.  The next children we were shown were brother &amp; sister, Anna (Yuri told us her Ukrainian nickname was Anya) and Dmitri, ages 5&amp;6.  We knew.  They tried to show us other pictures but we kept going back to these children.  They were the first brother &amp; sister children we were shown (answer to prayer).   As we were leaving the NAC, Scott told me that God had told him the children might be older than we were expecting.  I shared what God had told to me the night before and we were so excited.   So no time to post to our friends and family, we have to get back to the apartment pack up and get on a train that night to Kharkiv (the city in which the children are located).  Kharkiv is about 4 hours by car NE of Kiev, but about 8 hours by train.  Kade really enjoyed his first train ride.  We kept wondering how all of us were going to fit in the train car (think room enough for 2 bunk beds &amp; that’s it) on the way back home.  We really didn’t sleep well on the train, either.  I guess when you are deprived in an area, it becomes a great focus for you.  I realize I keep mentioning sleep, sorry.  I will be a normal person again someday. :)    But I digress, back to the story.  Sleep on the train, arrive in Kharkiv at 6:30 in the morning,  try to find a hotel, found one on the second try.  Let me stop here and say, hotel…this really is a generous definition of where we are staying.  This is not the Marriott, the Holiday Inn or even the Motel 6.  There are beds here and a shower and we are grateful.  So we check in to the hotel, we get settled and then head off for the local inspectors office.  This is a person who is like the county social worker.  Her job is to make sure that children in her area are not abused or neglected.  Her job would be to remove the children from an unsafe home and she gives permission for PAP (potential adoptive parents) to visit children in an orphanage in her county.  In less than 15 minutes we are approved and on our way to the orphanage.  Natasha (I forgot to mention her earlier, she is our in-city translator &amp; will help us with all of the paperwork for the adoption) called the orphanage, spoke to the Director and was told that the children were having a “holiday” and that we could go ahead and come.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at the orphanage, the outside was dirty and dismal.  I began to tear up for my children inside.  We were met by the Orphanage director, her first name was Ludmilla,  she told us to come watch the children’s holiday program that was just about to begin.  She pointed out Dmitri &amp; Anya.  So we were able to watch the children in their performance.  I tell you, I am already partial.  Dmitri had a solo performance where he pretended to be the “country boy” walking around giving flowers to the young girls and then gave a large bunch of flowers to his favorite girl.  I, of course, thought Dmitri (Ukrainian nickname, Dima) did the best job and stole the show.  And for some reason, Anya’s group did not have any special performances; they sang and danced with the total group.  This was one well-rehearsed children’s program.  The kids were so full of laughter and joy.  While the outside may be dark and gray, the inside was full of joy that day.  It made my heart sing to know that they could enjoy themselves at something like this.   The great part for me was to be in the audience and for the children to not know that we were there.  I could pray for them, pray for the meeting that would happen in less than an hour, ask God to calm our anxious hearts and theirs.  It was definitely a gift from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the children’s performance was over, we met again the director’s office.  She brought in the doctor &amp; the psychologist.  They told us briefly about the children’s medical history, and their circumstances for coming to the orphanage.  We asked many, many questions.  At one point I asked the question if Dima had lost his baby teeth yet.  I couldn’t tell from where we were sitting during the children’s program.  She kind of got a little irritated and said through the translator, “how does the answer to that question help you to determine if you would like to meet with these children?”  I guess what she didn’t know is that these children were already ours.  We did not need to determine yes or no, we were just trying to find out as much possible information about them at that moment so that we could retain all of the information for medical decisions and for the children, later.  Guess there were a few things lost in translation. :)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next came time for meeting the children.  (Let me stop here to stay I realize this is the longest post known to man, and I apologize, but I know our friends &amp; family out there will want every detail, so I am appeasing your need for knowledge.  Let’s move on…)  We sat in what is the equivalent of a children’s coat closet.   We placed three small benches in a circle (triangle) and Scott and I sat on one small bench. While, Natasha &amp; Kade sat on the other bench.  We left the third bench available for the children.  First Dima came in.  We introduced ourselves to him.  He seemed very happy and was excited to be there.  Moments later in walks Anya.  She starts to cry because she is frightened.  I begin to cry because I hurt that she is scared.  Remembering that my crying might scare her more, I quickly get my act together.    Dima encourages his sister to come into the circle.  The caretakers walk Anya to my lap.  Oh how scary that must have been for her!   We talked with Dima (Anya was very shy and wouldn’t say anything) for a while and then finally he asked if we were from America.  I replied, Duh (yes), ya Americanyits.  Yes, we are American.  He was VERY EXCITED to hear that news.  He asked for a pen and a piece of paper.  In our talking with him, we found out that he likes to draw.  So Scott gave him his pen and some paper because he wanted to show us how well he could draw.  Dima drew a flower and a yard and a house.  I asked him, “Whose house is that? and he replied, “Ours.”   I asked if he would like to come to America with us and be a family.  And he replied, “Yes.”   I asked Anya if she was scared, she said she was not.   Dima spoke words of comfort to her in Russian and could hardly contain his excitement for them both.  I had made the children scrapbooks (I know that will come as a shock to you) before we left.  In the scrapbooks I included pictures of us, pictures of our house, pictures of family, etc.  I also included pictures of their bedrooms.  They were SOOOOO excited about that.  Dima kept opening his book to his bedroom and then opening Anya’s book to hers.  He told her to look at the toys in the pictures.  He took the books and showed them to the caretakers that were standing nearby.  At this time, Anya did open up a little.  She looked at the picture of Scott and then pointed to him sitting next to us on the bench.  She did the same with mine &amp; Kade’s pictures as well.    Dima &amp; Anya could not put their books down.  It just warmed my heart.  To say to a precious child, “Would you like a family?” is so different than showing them that there really is people (friends and family) waiting for you,  and that a special place has been prepared just for them.  (Scriptural Reality:  In my Fathers house are many rooms, I go to prepare a place for you)  And that is what Jesus has done for us and that is what He has called us to do for these children.  WOW!!! Sure wish I could see a picture of my room in Heaven!  That would be so cool.   The caretakers told us it was time for the children to get on with their naps.  So we asked the children if they would like us to come back later in the afternoon.  They both replied yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to the hotel, took a quick nap, and then headed back to the orphanage.  When we arrived the children were playing on the playground.  Scott mentioned that all of the children were looking at us and that they knew we were the mom &amp; dad &amp; brother of someone.  We were walking across the playground to get to the front door when Dima ran right up to us.  First he hugged Natasha, then Scott put his hand down to shake his.  Dima responded joyfully and I gave him a pat on the back.  My first impulse was to swoop him up and shower him with kisses, but all in good time.  Since I am a visual person, sometimes my prayers (or answers from God) come in the form of pictures.  Praying for Anya &amp; Dima, I had a picture in my head of slowly watering their hearts.    While my heart is full of love for them and has been for months.  Now seeing them makes me want to just gush forth everything for them.  Well Paul says to speak to you hearers so that they can hear you.  And to not try to feed babies meat.  So I thought about just slowing watering their hearts with love from my heart.  I can’t just pour out everything I have right now or they will drown.  They won’t understand.  I want them to grow &amp; thrive.  So a little water, a little nourishment, for right now, will do their heart good, while they grow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima immediately began hollering on the playground for Anya.  She came over and hugged Natasha.  I bent down and said hello.  As we walked across the playground, she clung to Natasha like glue.  I can only imagine how confusing this must be for her.  We sat down on some benches on the playground.  Scott was a big hit with the digital camera.  His job was taking pictures of the children so they could see themselves on the screen.  This was fun for a while, but very difficult to get to visit with the D&amp;A.  We literally had children climbing all over us.  It reminded me of the first time I went to Mexico for a mission trip with the youth at church.  I began to hand out toys and what started out as 4-5 children quickly turned into 30+.  This is the way it was today.  The more pictures Scott took, the more children there were to take pictures of.  How can I get all of these children home with me???    We asked Dima to take us inside so we could visit.  He took us to the coat room.  Shortly thereafter the children started filing in from outside and putting away their hats &amp; coats.  So we moved to the room where Dima sleeps with probably 20 other children.  There we had a great time throwing stuffed soccer balls around the room.  Scott, Kade &amp; Dima, played various versions of toss the ball, kick the ball, hide the ball, etc.  Anya (sitting in Natasha’s lap) and I rolled the ball back and forth.  Although, we had a little game of trying to get the ball past each other so you had to get up to go get the ball.   She made good eye contact and we smiled a lot at each other (just a little watering…)  Then Dima told us he was going to put on a show for us.  So we all sat back and this child commenced on a very rough blend of Russian breakdancing.  That’s right folks, the kid has got some moves!  It was great.  He then led into a series of gymnastics…backbends, flips with no hands.  Pretty impressive.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dima began looking at his book again and told us that he was scared to sleep alone.  We told him that his bed was right next to Kade’s bed and that they would share a room. He wanted to know where the window was.  He said he didn’t want to sleep under the window.  We told him the window was above Kade’s bed and he seemed pleased that Kade could protect him.  He said, “Okay, then I will not be afraid.”   He wanted to know where the window was in Anya’s room, but didn’t say anything.   We took the kids some little backpack size magna doodles, so we all took turns drawing on them and then naming the drawing in Russian and then in English.  Dima liked to say “fish”.   He said he had a friend at the orphanage that went to America but he didn’t know English.  I hear him wanting to learn, so we will begin to translate from the very beginning so he can feel comfortable when landing on American soil.  Well, Dima wore Kade out.  Kade told Dima that he needed to take a rest from playing and Dima said, “That’s okay, I just play with Papa.”  Scott laughed.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier that day we took Cheerios for the kids to snack.  When we left this evening, it was time for D&amp;A dinner.  As we were walking out, Dima wanted to show me that he still had his snacks.  He had a special place for them on his table.  I hope he feels special.   Anya walked us back to her group.  When we left we told her goodbye, she did not respond verbally, just looked at us and walked into her group.   Her caretaker came to the door and was asking Natasha how long the adoption documents/paperwork would take.  Natasha responded, “About a month.”  Pray it doesn’t take a month from now.  Pray we are home by the last week in Apirl.  Anya is shy now, but I am excited to see her when he is comfortable and warmed up.  She is precious and I hope she feels special, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we left today Kade said, “Dima is a good little brother, and a good big brother to Anya, too.”  He is really happy to see their faces and is excited to share life with them.  Kade is ready for them to speak English so they can communicate better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came back to the hotel about 6:30 tonight.  I was out by 7:30.  We didn’t even eat dinner.   Scott &amp; Kade played Uno and snacked then went to bed.  It is now 7:30 a.m. as I wrap this up and Scott &amp; Kade are still snoozing soundly.  Yeah God!   We go to the notary’s office today to sign some documents and then will visit the children this afternoon.  OH!  I almost forgot, Anya did ask earlier today (during the second visit) that when we get to America, would I take her to get her ears pierced!  Isn’t she precious?!?  But really in some of their questions, I hear the pain.  Did she ever have hopes of getting her ears pierced, did Dima ever have hopes of having his own room, I don’t know.  Whether they knew it or not, they will know that God had a hope &amp; a future planned for them from the very beginning.  I am hoping to attach a picture to this post.  Scott is going to find an internet café today where we can communicate with you guys and show you the faces of the new Thompson family.   Stay tuned…and please keep praying.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, what are your prayer requests?  If we can’t be connected physically, please tell us how we can connect spiritually with you by praying for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all,&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:  I hope you will forgive me for any grammatical errors, poor sentence structure and the like.  Web log journaling is different that writing a paper for Sr. High English, right Mrs. Larson?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSS:  I almost forgot the odd Ukrainian trivia – In Ukraine they have stoplights just like in the US.  However, just before their stoplights turn green, they turn yellow.  This is a clue for all Ukranian drivers to go ahead, rev on the gas and move on.   These drivers are a little scary to me.  The LA taxi driver we had coming out of LAX has got nothing on these guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114389351394597371?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114389351394597371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114389351394597371' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114389351394597371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114389351394597371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/04/saturday-april-fools-day.html' title='Saturday April Fool&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114364229080022647</id><published>2006-03-29T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T06:24:50.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Here!</title><content type='html'>March 29, 2006  Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think we’re in Kansas anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have traveled three countries in 24 hours.  The flight from Atlanta to Moscow was pretty uneventful.  It was long, and cramped, but we made it and that is the most important thing.  My fear of flying across the Atlantic, was completely gone.  I truly felt the peace that surpasses all understanding.  It was from God.  And even when there were times I wanted to be fearful, I would stop and say to myself, “You can go there, but if you do, you are choosing to be disobedient and to not accept the gift of peace God has given you.”  Thanks be to God for the calm heart and peace.  The plane seemed to be a good mix of Russian/Ukranians and Americans.  Although, I did hear someone speaking French.  Kade did well on the trip over.  He had a hard time going to sleep at first but once he was out, we had a hard time waking him up again for breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Moscow airport was interesting.  We were greeted by some very curt female airport workers wearing army green military style uniforms with a mini skirt and some stiletto heels. (think stereotypical).   We eventually found our way through the airport and ended up at the right gate.  However, once we tried to check in at the gate, they kept telling us to come back later.  They seemed a little put out with us that we would try to get through the gate “early”.   Moscow has a lot of little lakes and beautiful evergreen trees everywhere.  Some snow had previously fallen and the cool temperatures were keeping it frozen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We landed in Kyiv with no problems.  Made it through passport control and were greeted immediately by a porter who took our bags and led us to the baggage claim.  Wonder how he knew we were American??  Maybe we don’t blend in as much as we thought we would.  So, we make it to the baggage claim, and we’re not surprised.  It looks pretty much like the baggage claim we are used to at home.  As we’re watching the conveyor belt for our luggage, it suddenly stops.    Then the dread of realization that our luggage has been lost hits us and we promptly begin to look for lost and found.   Paperwork, more paperwork, customs forms, etc. and the sweet girl behind the counter tells me that our luggage is still in Moscow and is due to be here tonight at 10:30.  They will deliver it to us!  Sounds like customer service at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the airport we meet with Yuri, our facilitator, who takes us to our apartment.  We are staying in a relatively nice apartment.  It is about 300 sq. feet (big for Ukr. Standards) and has a small kitchen and bathroom.  It is comfortable and we are happy to have a nice place to stay.  Yuri tells us that he is going to take us to the grocery store.  So off we go to the Mega Market.   It is an interesting grocery store where everything is separate.  You buy your fruits, veggies, etc. in one part of the market.  There is another section for electronics.  And then Yuri informs us that we need to head upstairs to buy shampoo, toothpaste &amp; deodorant because there is no way our luggage is going to be delivered tonight.   Hmmmm, not as great of customer service as I thought.  J &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuri wants to go to dinner to talk about some of the specifics to our adoption.  So we tell him to pick the place.  He says his favorite is TGI Fridays, but decides on an Italian restaurant next door.   The food was good.  Kade &amp; Scott ordered pizza and I ordered the equivalent of a breaded chicken breast.  It was good.  Although I have to warn you, if you are allergic to smoke, Ukraine is not the place for you.  EVERYONE smokes here.  I told Yuri that smoking was down by 55%  in America, and he said, “Yes, that is why American cigarette companies come here to sell.”  Kade had a hard time at dinner.  He was fighting a cold before we left and had some leftover congestion.  He really had a strong coughing fit at the restaurant.  Needless to say, we ate &amp; ran!  I was considering eating out while we are here in Kyiv and then cooking once we knew in what city we were going to be located.  However, I think that has changed.  We may be going back to the ol’ Mega Market for some more groceries.  I can not put my baby through that again!  We are praying today that we will find some street vendors for lunch so we can eat in the open air.  And then if we can’t get back to the Mega Market in time for dinner, we have an Uno Pizza (yes Tulsans, a real live Uno) next door to us, so we may get pizza to go and eat it here at the apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some confusion with our paperwork.  In spite of my best efforts to clarify, it seems as if something fell through the cracks.  Our marriage certificate did in fact need to be updated with our other paperwork.  So Scott &amp; I will be going to a notary later today to solemnly swear that we are still married.   Other than that, we are in good shape.  We expected a few bumps, so no big deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is 4:00 in the morning here in Kyiv.  Scott &amp; I woke up at 3:00 and couldn’t go back to sleep.  So we had a little snack and have been trying to get our day planned out.  I am journaling on the laptop and am not for sure if we will be able to find an internet café today.  Yuri does not know of one in the area we are staying.  So we will do our best.   Kade is snoozing soundly and seems to be a little melancholy.  I am sure it is just culture shock.  Scott &amp; I keep looking at each other and commenting to the fact that this is totally unreal!  Who else but God calls people to the other side of the world for their children.  This is wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to our apartment, we did see some “street children” on the main streets of Kyiv going from car to car begging for money.  I asked Yuri if there was any Ukrainian endeavor to place these kids in orphanages.  Yuri said that by the time these kids are 10 years old, they have lived on the streets many years and already know how to make money.  They would not like an orphanage.  It just breaks my heart.  If you think Oliver Twist with a modern flair, then you will have a picture of the children we saw today.   I wonder what Kade was thinking?  He said nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else that has been interesting has been the language.  I have been thinking a lot about the Tower of Babel.  And how God separated the people by languages.  And here we are in this region of the world where so many languages are spoken, some similar and some completely different from one another.  It is cool to me that God came up with so many languages and I am reminded of that each time I hear a different tongue spoken here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will go for now, but stay tuned for the continuing saga of “As the Thompson’s World Turns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everybody, it's kind of boring not speaking the language.  The smoking is irritating.  I miss you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having quite an experience in Kiev.  By the time we found this internet cafe, which is actually in a post office, we managed to get our marriage license notarized.  It took over an hour for the notary work, so we ate at a japanese restaurant which was a little expensive but they had a non-smoking section.  Yeah!  They really don't speak much English here, so we may get pretty good at speaking Russian after all.  Well, we still don't know what time our appointment is tomorrow.  Yuri has to turn in our paperwork today so we will know tonight.   We just found out our luggage should be arriving at our apartment after 6:00pm.  I will be very glad when it gets here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time for us to go.  Have a great day and thanks for all your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Scott&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114364229080022647?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114364229080022647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114364229080022647' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114364229080022647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114364229080022647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-are-here.html' title='We Are Here!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114343955503799480</id><published>2006-03-26T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:05:55.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 hours to go!</title><content type='html'>Thank you for the comments &amp; farewells. Thanks for the support. I want to say goodbye to everybody I know.&lt;br /&gt;Kade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Friends &amp; Family:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much to those of you who stayed after church to pray for us and the children.   That means more than words can express.  Thanks Ginny for calling everyone to prayer and for setting up a "play place" for the kids.   We drove to Tulsa this afternoon to check on my cousin, Alicia.  She had gall bladder surgery.  She wanted to be here to see us off tomorrow, but due to her surgery she couldn't.  So we went to her for a SHORT visit.  Then came home, made one last trip to Wal-Mart, Scott wanted some craisins (cranberry raisins) and some gum for the trip.   Then we ate of "last supper" at Ted's.  A few friends joined us and we had a great time.  Any of you adopting again, I promise we'll take you out to dinner the night before you leave.  It was so great to hang out and not be at home just counting down the hours.  Speaking of counting down the hours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have exactly 11 hours to go until our plane takes off.  Scott's parents are coming early to eat breakfast with us and take us to the airport.  We will be there around 9:00 am since our plane leaves at 10:54 and we have to get there about 2 hours ahead of time.   Right now, we are just putting the finishing touches on our carryons and trying to make sure we have all of our ducks in a row.  It seems totally UNREAL that we are finally to this point.  We have waited so long for this, I guess in a weird way, we got used to the waiting.  We were just stuck there and it seemed "normal".  Now here we are...about to see these little people with whom God has called us to be a family.  WOW!!!!  This is so cool.  Well I better get off here.  Have a good night and the next time we talk to you, we'll be on the other side of the world.  Love ya!  Kayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it is only 11 hours until take off and we'll finally be headed to Ukraine.   We are so excited to meet our new family members, although that may not be for another week yet.  Thanks to all of you who are praying for us and for all of the helpful hands and hearts.  I know God is with us and that is great because where would we be without Him.  I am also looking forward to our jouney and I'm glad that all of you can join us through this web site.     Talk to you soon from Ukraine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114343955503799480?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114343955503799480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114343955503799480' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114343955503799480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114343955503799480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/03/11-hours-to-go.html' title='11 hours to go!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114334727898738552</id><published>2006-03-25T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T20:29:48.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>36 hours to go!</title><content type='html'>Wow! 36 hours... that is really hard to believe. We have waited so long and now the hour is almost upon us. I have to say our stress level is pretty moderate at this point. By God's grace through many friends &amp;amp; family, we have had the most amazing help! Dinners, laundry (previously mentioned, my dear m-i-l is excited about the mileage she is getting out of the laundry gesture, but let me tell you, it was HUGE!!!), housecleaning, curtain-making, it really has been humbling. We are so grateful. Although, Kade is getting used to it really quick! He asked when we picked him up from his grandparents today, "So, who's bringing dinner tonight and what are we having?" He cracks me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to packing and the like, we are in pretty good shape. Our bags are packed. We are just double checking our lists and re-packing our carryons to make sure we have everything we need. The house is clean (thanks, Tina) and we hired a crew to come remove the deck from our back yard today so that when we get back we can level it, sod it and make it a little more kid friendly back there. We feel soooo productive today. We had our last trip to Wal-Mart and Target, got the car cleaned out, changed the sheets on our bed, remembered that I needed socks packed, and even devised a plan to bring back (hopefully) some Ukranian eggs without breaking them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have said it before, but thank you for your prayers. Through God, we are being sustained by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love ya!&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hoping to see those sweet little faces in 6 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114334727898738552?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114334727898738552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114334727898738552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114334727898738552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114334727898738552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/03/36-hours-to-go.html' title='36 hours to go!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114301004423055955</id><published>2006-03-21T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T08:06:45.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 days to go!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is pretty crazy around the Thompson house right now, and yet in the midst of this chaos blessings are abundant. We have not had to cook several times this week (thanks Gayle, Kelly, Jennifer, Ginny &amp; Michelle) and that has been a huge blessing. My mother-in-law took our clothes to the bulk laundry cleaners and paid to have all of our clothes cleaned. YEAH GOD!!!! That was a HUGE burden lifted (literally &amp;amp; figuratively). She said that our total laundry weighed 94 lbs. WOW!!! Sounds like the Thompsons might need to clean out the ol' closets when we get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the morning at church and then headed off for an exciting afternoon at the DHS office. I was finally able to secure the final (at least thats what I thought at the time) piece of paper for our dossier. I found out that I would need to drive to Enid this afternoon to get a document from the agency performing our homestudy. I came home exhausted! The children are definitely worth it, I just think that everyone involved in the adoption process should have to actually adopt. It is an emotional roller coaster in the truest sense. Sorry to complain, I have just had a tough day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kind of odd to be saying goodbye to people. I feel like we are moving to another state or something. I didn't know how much I appreciated the smiling faces looking back at me week after week until faced with the reality that I won't see those faces for a while. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I am in a really contemplative mood tonight and that was not the intention of my post. I simply wanted to get on here and say thanks for the prayers. Thanks for lifting us during this exciting/anxious time. We truly appreciate your time before the Throne lifting our needs. We love you and thank you for your gracious gift of availability, food, and prayers. We have 5 days left before we leave and things are getting exciting. By next Friday, it is possible that we could see the faces of the children that we have been praying for for the last 2 years. How exciting is that?!? And my son and I are getting to cross the Atlantic Ocean together for the first time. Scott was born in Okinawa and flew home w/mom when he was six wks. old. I will have to ask if they flew over the Atlantic or Pacific Ocean. Sorry to ramble. Have a good night and thanks again. Please pass along your prayer requests so that we can be lifting you &amp;amp; yours before the Throne as well. It is so easy to get sucked into the vortex of this craziness around us. It does us good to think outside of ourselves. So, know we want to pray for you, too.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;Kayla :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114301004423055955?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114301004423055955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114301004423055955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114301004423055955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114301004423055955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/03/5-days-to-go.html' title='5 days to go!'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24164725.post-114247765418429074</id><published>2006-03-15T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T18:54:14.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Ready</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="www.thompsonsrus.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Hello Everyone! We are sooo excited and completely anxious about our upcoming travel. We will be leaving OKC on the 27th, arriving in Kiev, Ukraine (after 15 hrs. of travel) on the 28th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Our appointment date at the NAC (National Adoption Center) in Kiev is on March 30th. We are so excited and really happy to be embarking on this journey (of faith). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;We are running around the house, booking flights, packing bags, cleaning, running to the store and doing whatever else comes to mind. We wanted to take a few minutes to get this set up so we can communicate with our dear friends &amp; family while on our trip. So here is our first official post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;11 days until we leave. Please pray for us. And let us know how we can pray for you, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Scott, Kayla &amp;amp; Kade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24164725-114247765418429074?l=thompsonsrus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/feeds/114247765418429074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24164725&amp;postID=114247765418429074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114247765418429074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24164725/posts/default/114247765418429074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thompsonsrus.blogspot.com/2006/03/getting-ready.html' title='Getting Ready'/><author><name>Kayla Thompson</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FRcoDC2cnoA/SNhUgtyrdgI/AAAAAAAAABQ/uOQLK3Nbczc/S220/Avatar+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
