October 24, 2008. It was a Friday morning. A Friday morning I'll never forget. We woke early that day and checked our email first thing, as we'd been doing first thing every morning for the past few months. No, nothing there. That day wasn't going to be the day.
Jon left for work ahead of me, as usual. Just as I was about to leave the apartment, the phone rang. "Cel, check your email. There's a photo."
"What? We already checked. There was nothing there, and Inessa would have gone home by now."
"Well, there's a picture there now and I think it's our referral. But I'm not sure. I haven't opened it yet."
"Don't open it! Wait until I get to school! Don't open it without me!"
My mama-san bike has never flown so fast! Out of breath, and shaky in the knees, I ran to Jon's office. Maybe it was going to be the day. As soon as I walked in, Jon opened his email... and there he was. This little boy was looking back at us. We knew instantly that he was going to be Our Little Guy.
The next day we received updated pictures (the one above had apparently been taken months before when D was being treated for a skin condition) and a detailed report regarding his health and development. And, well, you all know the rest of the story.
Look how much Denis has changed in one year:
October 2008
October 2009