It was an early morning and dragging the boys out of bed was a challenge. Victor picked us up at 7:45 to take us to his son's pediatrician so he could check out Isaac, who has had an increasingly worse cough. Saying that the Ukrainian hospital we visited is different that our pediatrician's office at home is the understatement of the year. (Shout out to Joan.) The doctor was confident that Isaac's lungs were clear and wrote out instructions for treating this simple cold. I'll feel better when he's not coughing so much. Same for me, too--we must have the same virus.
On our way to see the doctor, Victor drove us by some of the city's treasures. Early on a Saturday morning, it was pretty quiet. The snow and ice shimmering on the tops of the golden domes was breathtaking. All the Christmas decorations in Independence Square must be quite a sight after dark. Hopefully we'll get to see the city at night (beyond our wonderful opera house view). It is supposed to be VERY cold here as the week goes on, and with Isaac and me not feeling 100%, it doesn't seem smart to go exploring too far.
After a trip to the grocery store and a quick lunch, Victor helped us buy tickets for the circus. The circus is not really my thing, and the Ukrainian circus is even more not my thing, but the boys seemed to enjoy it. At least it was a circus in a literal sense and not adoption-related drama. I was drawing parallels in my mind, though.
We are now back at the apartment for the night. Kayla and I put together a simple yet pretty awesome dinner (I love cooking with my awesome sis in law), so now we're just relaxing and enjoying the stunning view out our window. Looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow.
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