Mrs. Chips visited Peanut's orphanage today. 10 of the 13 kids that came here last summer were there. They were confused -- wondering why she hadn't visited and why they stopped hearing from their American families. Mrs. Chips explained that we had been told they were all gone.

The kids told her that their orphanage director had a meeting with them and told them that they wouldn't be able to come to America because the Russian president didn't want any more international adoptions. Mrs. Chips told our kids that this was untrue. While I'm not surprised that our children have been lied to by their orphanage director, I'm still confused by it and so, so upset. I know the orphanage director cares about the children very much. She has proven that. But to lie to them and hurt them in a misguided attempt to protect them is beyond all reasoning. She is wrong. There are no other words for it. She is wrong.

The children were glad to receive the letters from us, and Mrs. Chips had them write letters in return. The kids still want to come to America. Against all odds and in spite of everything they have heard, our kids still love us. It's a testament to the power and strength of a family's love.

Three of our kids were not in the orphanage. One has returned to his birthmother whose rights were reinstated. Two are together in a patr*nat family. Peanut is one of those two. So, my boy didn't receive my note today. My hope is that Peanut still -- against all odds and in spite of everything he's heard -- believes in me. We are family. Our love was strong. I know that I feel it every minute of every day. I hope that he does, too.

Mrs. Chips is going to try to get permission to contact Peanut and the other boy who are with another family. I'm praying that she will be able to get permission to do so soon.

In the meantime, I'm thanking God for Mrs. Chips. I'm anxious to hear what the other 10 kids have to say. And I'm so happy for my fellow host parents that were able to get word and truth to their children today.