Wow! I need to write cryptic entries more often. I had 127 hits yesterday. I don’t think I’ve ever broken 100 before. Back to our regularly scheduled program.

We have a couple of friends in blog world who have been stuck in PGN for quite awhile and their fostering stays have extended well beyond what they ever anticipated. Holly and Gia have been stuck in PGN for over 100 days. Holly has been in Guatemala fostering for over 2 months. While she seems to be having fun (or faking it well in her posts), I am sure she is ready to get home already. And not to offend any of the other adorable babies out there, but Gia is the cutest baby EVER!

Emma and Carla have been stuck in PGN for over 4 months now. Carla has been in Guatemala fostering for over 2 months. While she is happy to be able to foster Emma, she wants to go home. Emma’s daddy, Chris, would really like them home too I am sure.

While exploring Antigua, Emma had a brush with a chicken bus. Literally, a chicken bus skimmed her head just the slightest bit. At a later time, Carla and Chris decided, as most new parents do, that they need to be more aware of their language. So they decided to replace all of the bad words in their vocabulary with chickenbus. Being the twisted individual I am I find this hysterical.

Chickenbus is a useful substitute. Much like the f-word, it can be used as a noun, a verb, an adjective or an interjection. Let me demonstrate:

Senor PGN is such a chickenbus.

They chickenbussed me over!

He is a chickenbussing pain in the chickenbus.

Chickenbus! That hurt.

Several of us have decided to adopt Chris and Carla’s new catch phrase. Perhaps this will start a trend in the international adoption world. If you are sitting in the Westin and overhear someone say “Oh chickenbus!” when they spill a little coffee, go over and say hi. Odds are it will be someone from blog world.