Four Feet More

That's the amount of time in 6 months (you Rent fans probably already figured this out). 6 months ago Saturday, we arrived at our local airport with Vika and Eamon in tow. This was after 30 hours of traveling, including a 6-hour layover in Frankfurt. It was by far, the longest, most exhausting Christmas Eve EVER. After getting off the plane, we merrily made our way to the line for "US Citizens and Residents." Someone had told us that we should go to that line because it would be quicker. It wasn't. After a 25-minute wait, we arrived at the front of the line, only to be told that the line we should be in was the one for "Immigrants." Here is a picture of us, delirious from travel, in front of the wrong line. By the time we got to the Immigrants line, we were grumpy and didn't feel like capturing the occasion on film.

So much has happened in the last 6 months that the kids in this picture are not the kids we know today. It is amazing to look back and see how far we’ve come, both literally (from Russia to the West coast of the US), and emotionally as a family. I can’t wait to see what the next 262,800 minutes of our first year together will bring.