Tuesday, December 7, 2010
And I Want My Room To Be Dark Pink!
Tonight I ran some errands and left my phone at home. I got home and had two voicemails. One was from the adoption agency director just covering logistical items. The other one caught me completely off guard.
"Hey Mary. This is Pallavi...the one you going to adopt..." Then a message to call her back.
We hadn't talked about phone calls with the agency director or caseworker, but Pallavi took matters into her own hands. She had already had a conversation with Tim before she called us.
I played it again for the kids...at least three times, then we called her back.
"Hi Pallavi. This is Mary."
"Oh, hi Mary..."
(Like we've talked a hundred times before.)
Then getting straight to the point.
"Is it ok if I call you and your husband Mom and Dad?"
We hadn't spoken before today.
The confidence in her voice was impressive. On speaker phone she chatted comfortably in her British-Indian accent with her new family.
We sent her a get-to-know-us scrapbook earlier, and she had literally memorized everything about her new family.
"I hear I'm going to have a lot of cousins!"
She can't wait to meet all of them.
"And when your family goes to the farm I want to ride a horse. Is there a horse there?"
Joie's turn to respond.
(Anyone met River?)
"Ok then. I know how to ride horses."
Me this time. "Really. Have you ridden a horse before?"
"Yes. I rode horses in India."
(Love how she says "In-dia" in two syllables instead of three.)
More small talk, then the words we won't forget
"And I want my room to be dark pink!"
We had told the caseworker earlier we would take her to Home Depot or Lowe's to pick a paint color while we were visiting this week.
Pallavi was way ahead of us.
I love that she's not shy.
This finally seems real. Our bags are packed. Nate and Megan travel with us to meet her. Jeran and Joie travel with us next week to bring her home. Tonight the kids who aren't going packed letters, pictures and candy to send.
We can't wait!