On Friday, on the way to the baby home, Scott and I commented that we hoped we'd get to see a music class like the family before us had. Well when we got to the baby house they had already been to music so they set up a little class just for us to see. They took out Princess and the two cutest little boys this side of our four and did some singing. The kids didn't sing, but the music lady played piano and snag and the kids played bells and maracas on her instructions. Then they did a little folk dance too, it was so sweet and so nice to know that although the kids don't live in a family they're still getting the best care these people can give them.
After music they had us take PP to the "sensory" room I thought it was very cool that they had such a place. There were all kinds of textures and movement opportunities in the room. Unfortunately, the sensory teacher was there and PP likes her so we had trouble getting her to interact much with us. The sensory lady then took us into the light room( to me it was what a room where people would go a do drugs would look like. This made Scott hoot, because I have no clue about these things but in my imagination this was the same as some drug trip room) There were the moving light pictures from when were kids on the walls, lots of the light up lava lamps, those fiber optic light things and strings of lights. She turned on the new age music and we sat and watched, it was strange.
For the afternoon visit we went back to the PE type room by ourselves. We decided to take out all the toys we had brought and lay them around us and let PP lead the way for play. She was initially unwilling to get near Scott, he was so sad, but a cookie cleared the way and she was fine. She would bring books to us and we'd point to the pictures and read, she went for the purse and we spent a lot time playing with it's contents and I finally tickled her belly and we got her to laugh. PP was so into the game she started lifting her shirt to let us get to her belly, it was a great moment. Scott and I had wondered is she was just not ticklish, or not ticklish because she hadn't been tickled. She was also beginning to smile some in the meeting and was babbling more. She kept saying la-la, and we thought it was babble, but we learned it means baby and we did have a baby doll there.
We felt like PP was getting more comfortable with us, not necessarily attaching, because she was still glad to get back to her group, but when we would arrive to see her, she walked right over to us and took my hand.
On another note a wonderful family from our agency arrives in MAgadan today and goes to court tomorrow to get thee two girlies. Please keep them all in your prayers as the form their new family!
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I had to laugh when you mentioned the light room. In '99 when we adopted our oldest son, our first visit with him was in a similar room. We have pictures of him playing with the light strands and gazing into red and blue lava lamps. The caretakers were so proud of the room. They said it was one of the first of it's kind in Russia and that the lights and new age music were the latest in therapy techniques. I don't know if it worked, but it certainly made an impression on us. We lovingly refer to it as the 'psychodelic room.'
Enjoy reading about your visits with your little princess, prayers you get a quick court date!
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