waiting to adopt is like being 8 yrs old and waiting for Christmas morning.
you know enough to know that you can’t make it come any faster.
that you cannot control what gifts you get or if there will be snow.
but you also know that it will come eventually.
and that you will love it when it does finally get here as much as if it was tomorrow.
sometimes you go days without thinking about it at all.
sometimes you think about it so much it makes you feel like you have ants in your pants.
sometimes it is the last thing you think of before you drift off to sleep.