Dear Mister Mailman,
You see, we are looking for a piece of mail. I don't want to sound proud, but this could probably be the most important package in your history of mail carrying. If you see a white envelope to the Joneses, you know, us Joneses on Liberty Street, yes, us...it's that envelope that will allow us to bring our adopted son home from Africa. It is the piece of paper in that white envelope that will bring him through the security gates to the US of A with us. Now that you know the importance, would you mind getting it here a few days, hours, or even minutes earlier than you normally would. And sometimes our mail ends up at the other Joneses house. Yes, the Joneses that live in the little orange house that we resided in a couple of years ago. Will you please make sure that this white envelope doe not end up in their mailbox?
Son, this paper that I speak of is the last thing that we need to wrap up our dossier. It is the I-171 from the US Immigration Services. It will say something like, "Approved, you are approved, you may bring that little fellow back home with you. He is a US Citizen now." Will you have dual citizenship? I'll find out for you. We will get this paper and turn it in with our entire dossier (6 months of gathered documents) to our adoption agency for their final review. Then we send it off to Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. And anywhere from August to next May we wait for the real deal email. The one that introduces you to us. That is the day we are really waiting for.
Peace out boy scout, and good night.
Love,
Mom
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