Then we stayed and played there for the next couple of hours. Sergei did some errands by himself and then picked up Anya and Evan and did some more. Yes, they left Nicholas and me alone on the playground. I never felt so vulnerable. Not only was I without an interpreter, but also without my husband. Luckily, Nicholas and I managed just fine. There was only one small meltdown that I put an end to quickly.
Evan had to go the bank today and withdraw Nicholas’ money. I guess the government sets up a bank account for each child that they can have when they turn 16 or when they are adopted. Nicholas had the equivalent of about $160.00, but we decided that we would donate it to the Baby Home rather than keep it. They also went and bought cakes for all the workers and little snacks for Nicholas’ group, as well as some diapers.
We walked Nicholas upstairs to his room so he could say goodbye. I could feel my eyes well up with tears. His caregivers also said some very nice things to us. Everyone was congratulating us and was happy for us. Nicholas gave out many hugs today before we walked out the door.
The biggest excitement came when we tried eating at the restaurant today. We thought that maybe Nicholas was ready, but maybe we jumped the gun a bit. First, he broke a glass. Then he spilled his water all over the table, me and himself. This was after he had eaten his banana and the other food had yet to arrive. Thankfully, once it did, he settled down and ate without a problem. Evan said that when he went to pay the bill he found that we were charged for the broken glass. I think it came to about $3.00. I guess in Russia, you break it, you bought it.
We have another hour or so and then we will put Nicholas to bed for the first time. The hotel brought us a rollaway crib, so we put it next to our bed. We’re hoping we all fall asleep early tonight since the alarm will be ringing at 5:00 AM.
I am going to leave you with a couple of pictures of the city. For those of you allergic to cottonwood trees do not come to Tomsk. It comes down like snow. It’s crazy. I’ve found myself sneezing a lot more since the cotton started flying a couple of weeks ago. I am also including a picture of Nicholas with our coordinator, Sergei.
Kristin