But PROBLEM when he had to buckle his seatbelt. He hates seatbelts. So keeping the seatbelt on him during takeoff and landing took a bit of ju-jitsu action on my part. But not nearly as much as it took to hold him down for his TB test once we got to Jo'burg. Whew! Thanks to Wellstone and Louisville Martial Arts Academy for teaching me effective holds. The nurse even spoke Sesotho, but it didn't help. We just had to hold him down while he screamed bloody murder. I was seriously wondering if we were doing him harm by adopting him and retraumatizing him this way. Gah, it's so hard!
But one ice cream cone and the wonders of a hotel room later and he's happy as can be! He's talking a lot - more than ever - in English, too. To bad we have to go back to the dr. Wed. to have the test read. We'll just have to enjoy tomorrow at the Lion Park!
Just got email - consulate appt Wed at 11! Please pray it goes well and we can get our visa Thurs! We're ready to come home. Small hotel room and small seriously overstimulated boy = no. Does Jo'burg have a park? A playground? A patch of grass? I'm eyeing the college soccer pitch across the road as desirable play space. If it weren't for the 8' fence and razor wire I might give it a go.
Love, Kristi, Trent, Sam and Paul
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