Visiting the SOS clinic

(Fron Friday)

Last night when we got into Almaty we all pretty much just collapsed from exhaustion. It would finally be nice to not have to worry about Liam not having a crib—he could roll around all he wanted. This morning 007 picked us up for a 9:30AM appointment at the SOS clinic to give the boys’ medical checkups—Vika met us there. The wait was longer than the actually visit with the doctor, but he was good with the boys. Terri said Liam went through it just fine. I took Aidan in and he whined a bit—mostly when the doctor poked around his nether regions. Frankly, that would make me whine too—and demand dinner.

After the visit we went to a really nice grocery store and stocked up for the next few days. We actually found macaroni and cheese for the kids, something that was as elusive as Bigfoot in Ust. So we went back to the apartment for lunch and naptime because Liam was slumped over in the shopping cart by the time we were done with our grocery shopping. We asked if we could get out for dinner which was not a problem. We went to Mad Murphy’s, an Irish pub that many American families frequently go to. There were actually many different accents of English going on in the pub. When we walked in I joked with the hostess that Liam was dying for a pint. Sadly, they were out of stout but the food was good, Terri loved the chicken curry. We ordered some mashed potatoes for the boys and they stuffed themselves silly. They both had some curds we bought at the store and I even got Liam to eat some chicken (not the chicken curry—I wouldn’t want to change that diaper). He loved the little pieces of chicken I gave him. Then it was back to the apartment to get the boys to unwind and go to bed and catch up on some blogging. It is nice to be back in Almaty.