MIMI and PAPI
Mimi and Papi are also known as Mom and Dad (although their most distinguished title is that of "Autumn's parents"). Mimi was not always so certain she wanted to be a Mimi. In fact, since Brian and I made the announcement to our parents late last November that we will be adopting, my mom was on a mission to find the perfect replacement name for "grandma"- because she doesn't look like a grandma you know. After many months of asking everyone what they refer to their grandma as, she heard the name Mimi. The suggestion of this name came from a recent Belgian exchange chaperon who was staying with my parents. It is Flemish for grandma. She liked it and it has now stuck for a couple weeks! Mimi feels so confident in her selection that I was informed it could now be announced to the entire blog world.
Papi was a much easier decision. In fact, it was only because I said I couldn't blog about "Mimi and Grandpa" because they just don't go, that my Dad decided on Papi. There was a brief discussion that went something like this:Mimi: Chuck, pick a name.
Papi: Your not supposed to pick a name. Your name becomes whatever the first grandchild refers to you as.
Mimi: Yeah but you have to refer to yourself as something. You can teach them to call you whatever you want.
Papi: Fine. Then since we are so close to the Mexican border, how about Papi?
Mimi: Mimi and Papi, that sounds good together. How do you spell Papi?
Everyone: 5 minute long discussion about the many ways to spell Papi (pronounced Poppy)which ended in Emily and I using an online Spanish/English dictionary.
And that is the story of how Mimi and Papi came to be.



Now all we have to do is pick the bedding so we can paint and replace the current guest room decor!
Brian just got home from work and called to tell me there was a message I needed to hear. Now I am pretty sure Christy will call my cell phone so I didn't think it was THE CALL but knowing we are so close I completely had butterflies thinking that maybe it was. It was
Can you believe it?!? 
The exciting part is, we do not know who is #1 or #2 so it will be a COMPLETE surprise when we get the call.

As I told my friend Amy, I think #4 is close enough that I need to start carrying my cell phone into the bathroom with me so I don't miss the REFERRAL CALL (insert SCREAM here). Now, yes I know there are families who waited at #1 for 7 weeks, so I try not to get my hopes up too much, but we could be seeing our son's face THIS MONTH - making it absolutely impossible for me not to be EXCITED!!!!!!