Went to America Part 2

Today we had to go back to our appointment at the American Embassy. All adoptions have to be there between 2 and 4 PM. We were the second appointment of the day. The first appointment was a Kansas City couple with a new 2.5 year old son. Then the ones after us were a family from Colorado that had two sons and then adopted a brother and sister that were a little older than Andrei. They had both been in the process for over 2 years, and the Kansas City couple had been in Russia for 8 weeks because of issues with their judge. I don't know if I could make it that long. After we were almost done, the Bradshaws showed up and the other family (Wagners) who just had their court date last week. Andrei and Sasha had a great time catching up on things and then running in circles screaming.

Our 'interview' was a guy asking us to put up our right hand and swearing that all of our documents were true and correct. Then he made sure that Andrei's new name was spelled correctly and that was it. We had to sit for about 20 minutes and wait for Andrei's US visa to be printed and then we were all done.

Picutred above is Andrei's adoption decree, his Russian birth certificate (with us listed as his natural parents) and his Russian passport. We also got a copy of the judge's ruling, and legal documents stating that his birth-parent's rights were terminated and why. And some more paperwork that all says the same thing.
We also got a sealed envelope which we don't open, but take with us and give it to Immigration when we land in the US. I think it contains his application for citizenship, his application for immigration, and his medical report from the Moscow doctor appointment. I'm sure it has more, but I don't know what.

All of this took about an hour and we went home to more of the same old same old. TV, bath, TV, dinner, TV, bath, bed.

Andrei is doing so much better. He melts down still at dinner and bedtime, but it's managable. He still eats all day, but has stopped shoveling his food.
Our new struggle is getting him dressed in the morning. He just wants to lay around in his underwear and watch TV all day. He got all indignant when I told him he had to get dressed before he could have a snack.
Then he doensn't want to eat anything at dinner, but as soon as we're back to watching TV, he's running to the kitchen for a million snacks. Actually today was the first time he ate his whole lunch and whole dinner, so it's all improving.
We'll have a big adjustment when we get home and that TV doesn't even work. But, then again, he can scream all he wants because we don't have cranky neighbors either.
Only 5 more days!