Making the best of it
Well, instead of going to court, we spent Wednesday afternoon at the travel agent with the Wolfes making arrangements to go to beautiful St. Petersburg, about 1,100 miles to the west. We're outta here Friday morning until Monday. The girls will be fine without us for a few days.

Last night, we were so exhausted and upset by the court delay that we opted out of the late afternoon visit to the orphanage for an early dinner and some sleep. Elena, seeing the other parents there without us, broke away from her group and marched into the director's office, demanding to know "Where's my Mama?!"

Even if Papa didn't rate a mention, it doesn't get any better.  ¶ 5:50 PM