I don't know how I missed this thread, but glad I found it.
We adopted a wonderful little guy from Almaty, Kazakhstan.
Our process started with a many discussions with DH and myself saying when we decided to start a family we would choose adoption first, because DH's mother was adopted and also my Great Grandmother. So last New Years Eve I was home sick with a virus, with to much computer time on my hands, so I got to doing some reading and found some photo listings (precious.org) and there he was...Our Son. We spend the entire year working hard gathering paperwork and on January 8th, 2004 we left to US to unknown terriority to begin our journey, now to know DH and I you would know what a feat that was. We aren't international travelers, and DH hates to fly. The farthest international we had been prior to that was the Bahamas (
Disney Cruise LOL) and the DH hates flying part was because of a bad stormy flight to Orlando.
So we left all we had ever known to spend 8 weeks, yes thats right 8 WEEKS in a country that speaks little english. We aren't very adventurous and if we weren't at the orphanage, we were in our apartment watching russian television, we did see Mulan and the Lion King dubbed in russian. I was very thankful I hauled my laptop so we could watch the several movies we took.
We visited the orphanage every day for about 58 days on the 59th we got our son and on the 60th day we flew home with a child who had been in our possession only since the day before, and we headed out for our 27 hours worth of flights and layovers, note he only spoke the little english we had taught him otherwise he spoke Russian, and we knew limited Russian. We did make it through the long flight home and home never seemed so good!!!
Andrew had done fantastic and its like we have always been a family. He was 4 years old when we adopted him. His birth name was Andrey Alexovich we changed it to Andrew Cole.
And we've been hom 6 going on 7 months now.
Its been amazing to see the joy in his eyes to see all the things he had never seen, things we take for granted, such as a car ride, ice cream, your own clothes, light switches LOL, toilets flushing

, dogs

he was terrified at first, I could go on and on...
Our first week there the translater told us, Andrew's dream, to come to America and see the ocean and to see Mickey Mouse's doma (russian for house). DH and I looked at each other, did we hear that our future (at that time) son wanted to see Mickey's house??? Yep thats right the week we met him he asked the translator if we could go to Disney World. Yep we were meant to be a family, so this Halloween, Andrew's first Halloween ever , we will spend it a Mickey's House and on the day of our 8 months of being a family, DH and I will celebrate our 10th Anniversary.
Thanks for allowing me to share our family's story.
The photo below is Andrew's referral picture