Friday, August 13, 2010

Our New "Daughter"

After months of waiting and anticipation, we are pleased to introduce our new daughter, Katharina.  We call her "Kathi" which sounds like KAH-tee.

In the spring, as we poured over student profiles, this is what we first read about Kathi:

"Ready to add music to your life? Listening, playing, and singing, Katharina does it all! She attends a music school where she plays the saxophone in the school’s “Big Band”, sings in the choir, and, after school, takes ballroom dance lessons. With her band, Katharina has participated in several short exchanges to England, so she knows that she is fascinated with other cultures. With her love of history and other societies, it’s natural that reading is one of her favorite pastimes. She also enjoys drawing. For a career, however, Katharina plans to be a pediatrician. Katharina is close to her family, enjoying shared meals, games, and family visits. With her friends, she enjoys shopping, swimming, watching movies, and just talking. Do you have room in your heart for this musical, artistic scholar?"

We were eager to read more!  Her profile included both a letter from herself and a letter from her parents.  Can you see why we felt she would fit in well with our family?  After months of emails and pictures back-and-forth, it was time for her to get on the plane.  Strangely, I woke up before the alarm on Thursday morning at 5:45 a.m.--exactly when her flight was due to take off from Frankfurt.  I couldn't convince my brain to go back to sleep, so I got up to check the flight status.  "Delayed due to customer service."  Dang!  So then I kept hitting "refresh" until finally that plane was taxiing out to the runway.

 {Kathi with her family, saying goodbye at the airport in Frankfurt}

Around 3 p.m. I found myself once again at the computer hitting "refresh" until the plane was on the ground in Chicago.  It was difficult for me to comprehend that the ENTIRE day--everything that I had done (and I did a lot)--was spent on the plane for her.

 {Making a sign for Kathi.  It says, "Welcome to our Fellowship, Kathi"}

Finally the last daycare kid left, and we busied ourselves with supper and preparations.  The minutes ticked by too quickly and I began to fret because we were running late (hmmm...this seems to be exactly what happened last year when we went to the airport to pick up Patrick!).  Finally we were out the door...oh, no, we have to put air in the back tire.  So we stopped at the gas station to do that.  Oops, we forgot both of our cell phones.  Better run back home and get them.  On the way we checked the gas tank--goodness, we're out of gas!  Back to the gas station.  I was sweating.  Finally we were on the road.  Her flight was scheduled to land at 8:01, and the GPS said that we would arrive at the airport at 8:17.  I prayed.  I didn't want her to get off the plane and not find us there!  We made it--we got there about 8:10 or so, right at the time the plane was landing (a little late).

{Watching for her to come down to the baggage claim area.}

There were a lot of people there waiting for their students.  We were so lucky--Kathi was the FIRST one down the stairs!  I started jumping and waving (yeah, I was a little excited).  She looked SO tired.

The kids tried to stay awake and talk the whole way home.  Most of them were asleep by the time we got out of the cities.  :)  But we really enjoyed talking to Kathi.  It was raining and there were a lot of thunderstorms--the lightning all around us was really cool.  When we got home, we showed her around our house, had a snack, and sent her off to bed.  This morning she was up early with everyone else and by 8:00 a.m. they were already at the table playing a game of Rummikub. 

We are excited about the year ahead and look forward to making many memories!!  Kathi is an incredible gift that her family has given to us for a year.  :)


  1. Moni & Micha8/13/2010 9:37 AM

    Your way to the airport sounds very dramatic!
    We wish you a great time together!
    We really love your blog!!!

  2. Looking forward to meeting her. ")