"An invisible red thread connects those who are destined to meet, regardless of time, place, or circumstance. The thread may stretch or tangle, but it will never break." -- An ancient Chinese belief


"While I slept, my heart kept vigil."

"Today I kissed an angel, I knew it from the start; The first time our eyes met, I gave away my heart.

Today I kissed an angel, This angel child of mine; Though not of my creation, My child by God's design.

Today I kissed an angel, My heart is dancing wild; A family by a miracle, Blessed by this angel child."



Thursday, December 2, 2010

Busy day for Charlotte

Charlotte’s waking time has been a little sporadic these days—-today she awoke just after 8 am. After breakfast, Mommy and Charlotte said “goodbye” to Daddy to head to Courtice to check out a jogging stroller and to do a number of errands on the way.

Before leaving the house, Mommy made all the appropriate calls to ensure that she was prepared with all the necessary documents and paperwork to complete her day’s errands. Our first stop was to Service Canada to obtain a Social Insurance Number for Charlotte. Mommy was surprised how big and clean this office was…and NO line-up. The receptionist took our name and we then sat in the waiting area. It wasn’t long before our name was called. Mommy provided what she was told were all the necessary documents—-NOPE! The gal wanted Charlotte’s adoption certificate. Makes sense, but we weren’t told that it was needed. So, this first stop was a bust. So, we were off to Courtice.

It was a long drive, during which Charlotte fell asleep, which Mommy expected. As we got further away from the city, especially off the highway, there was snow on the ground and it was quite a bit colder than when we left Ajax. The jogging stroller ended up being a total bust--the woman tried to show us the features of the stroller, but she couldn’t get it to fold up and then couldn’t get it to unfold. Daddy has been giving Mommy a lot of grief about buying the new jogging stroller, so Mommy was trying to purchase a second-hand one. So, the stroller was a bust.

We then ventured to the new Wal-mart that was around the corner from our last stop-—it was a beautiful, bright, and spacious store. We didn’t stop long before we were off again. Next stop, Service Ontario. While travelling, Charlotte managed to empty most of the contents of her sippy cup onto her car seat. Mommy caught her trying to pour the milk onto her shoe. No more sippy cups in the car.

The last two times Mommy was at this office for Service Ontario, there was very little waiting, but not this time. Upon arriving at the office, we were greeted by a receptionist who asked us the purpose of our visit. She gave us the proper paperwork, she hoped, and asked us to take a seat…number 503 in line; it looked like they were serving number 95. By the looks on the faces of the others waiting, it looked like this was going to be a long wait. Apparently, this office was training new employees, which explains why there had to be 10-12 people behind the desk, but only 3 wickets open.

Charlotte was quite chatty while sitting in her stroller. We shared a Rice Krispie snack and sang a little song where Mommy asked Charlotte to point to different parts of her body—-Charlotte did really well; she missed her tummy and her fingers but got all the other parts that Mommy asked for. Charlotte said “hi” to a number of people in the waiting area, but took a particular shine to a woman sitting across the room in a different area. Mommy thought our visit at the wicket would be quite quick, as they were just updating Charlotte’s information with the status of her Canadian Citizenship. On, no…not so. The fellow serving us had to make a call twice to get help with the computer. He assured us that he does this sort of update all the time, but couldn’t figure out why it wasn’t working today. The longer Mommy waited, the more agitated she got, as Charlotte was fussy and wanted to get out of her stroller. Finally, the fellow was able to update the status of Charlotte’s card and give us the documents needed to send us on our way; however, we left his wicket while he was still on the phone working out the problem with the file on the computer. Mommy hopes there aren’t any problems down the road, as the last time we were at this office, the gal submitted the documents incorrectly, which caused a 6 week delay in receiving Charlotte’s health card the first time. Ugh…almost another bust!

We were off again…next stop No Frills in Whitby to buy turkey and diapers. Mommy was sort of expecting another bust, as this was the last day of the sale, but to her surprise, there were a lot of turkeys and they were reaaaally big. With 2 turkeys and a box of diapers in our cart, we did a little more shopping before heading home. While in the produce section, Mommy ran into a gal she worked with who just had a little girl on November 27—-she’s a little cutie. Mommy chatted for a little bit and then headed for the check-out. Several times, customers stopped to say hello to Charlotte and commented on how cute she is.

Final stop…home. Daddy helped unload the car. We enjoyed a snack and caught up on the news of each other’s day. Charlotte had some of Mommy’s bran muffin and really liked it, asking for more. We then headed downstairs for Charlotte to play with Daddy while Mommy organized the freezer to make room for the turkeys. Mission accomplished, we headed upstairs to make dinner.

Charlotte had salmon, rice, green beans, carrots, and a little broccoli. Tonight, Charlotte wasn’t too fussy about the salmon or the carrots; she really wanted rice and broccoli. Despite her preferences, Charlotte ate really well. Mommy thinks Charlotte may be going through a little growth spurt. She has noticed that some of Charlotte’s clothes are fitting smaller than they did not that long ago.

After dinner, Charlotte played upstairs for a little while before it was time for bed, which I suspect Charlotte was more than ready for, as she had only about a 20 minute nap while travelling to Courtice and she yawned several times since arriving home late this afternoon. Sweet dreams, baby Charlotte.

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