There is no news. We keep waiting and waiting and yep, you guessed it...more waiting. John will probably be walking and talking by the time we hop on the plane. At least he'll be potty trained.
I think our mothers' anxiousness combined outweighs ours though.
I think I've gone through a hundred books this summer, trying to keep my mind occupied with something other than...the waiting. By the way, there weren't any great movies at the theater this weekend. Except for the Will Smith one and we just weren't in the mood. Oops, scratch that. I wasn't in the mood. Poor Charley. An aside...we don't have cable right now and I miss my mtv.
I did get to talk to my brother in law on Saturday. He and his wife live in Macedonia and run an English school. I'll leave you with a few pictures from their recent trek up a mountain to a monastery. There was only one monk there, he said.