Trying to learn my new camera, and take advantage of some early evening light out in the front yard with the younger two playing. I like the pictures, but it is a little bittersweet because I just spent quite a while perusing my pictures from the last year to find a dozen or so to attach to our post-placement report for Russia. (Three years in June - can it really be?) I think this may be the last report that has to be sent back to Russia to give them an update on Owen. I will miss it (though not the cost), because I love to pick out my favorite shots and hope that someone back in his orphanage will remember him and smile to know he is happy. I have heard that the pictures and reports really do make it back to the orphanage, and they do look at them. I hope so. Anyway, the bittersweet part is that when I pulled up pictures from last summer I realized how much all of the kids have grown and changed, and that always makes me want to slow down time. As much as I love their more grown up appearances now, my heart hurts a little when I see the baby looks that they've lost in a year. Getting teary...
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