October 9, 2007. It started out like most any other day. Both Sarah and I were at work (probably both dreaming about our girls all day long if it was like any other day). Around 1:30 p.m. this afternoon I get a phone call at the office from the adoption agency. The adoption agency said, "Are you ready to celebrate tonight?".I was like, "Do what?". Then that's when they said it....those three magical words that every adoptive parent longs to hear from the very first moment that they start an adoption from Guatemala. Those three words that you hope for all those months that you are tied up in PGN, that keeps you up in the middle of the night, that makes you jump at every call you get in anticipation, that causes you to cling to you
r cell phone as if it was a pace maker. Those three simple words - "You Are Out". For those of you that have gone through the experience, you would probably agree that it is almost a surreal experience when you hear those words after such a long journey.
r cell phone as if it was a pace maker. Those three simple words - "You Are Out". For those of you that have gone through the experience, you would probably agree that it is almost a surreal experience when you hear those words after such a long journey. 
We are so close to bringing our two baby princesses home! For the last ten months I have carried around a picture album of the girls in my car to look at every day. On our way home from the celebration party tonight, I opened up the back seat to grab my work from the office and had a huge smile on my face. As I looked down in the back seat, there was the picture album on top of my suit case. Then I thought, instead of a picture, there they will be very, very soon - kicking the back of my seat, eating/spilling Cheerios, and drinking/spilling juice. Baby girls...you can kick and spill all you want! Mama "Sasa" and Papa John will be there soon!
We Love You,
Papa y Mama
