Time Flies!

Five more days to registration!!! Not that we're counting or anything. It's hard not to think about it, but we're staying busy enough that we haven't gone completely insane watching the tick-tock of the clock. We just want to go see our kids, and we want to bring them home even more. It just can't happen soon enough! Just ask any family in the waiting stages of adoption.

Two nights ago, someone was snoring rather loudly, so I finally went to K's room and slept in her bed. As I lay there, my busy mind couldn't rest. I looked at her pretty curtains and lamp, both in various shades of pink, and flowered sheets.....an oasis of feminity in a house full of testosterone! I began to dream about the day when she will fill this room, when her spirit will bring such joy to our lives, when D's enthusiasm for life and quiet strength will enrich us all. And I prayed....and prayed....and prayed. God has brought us so far on this journey, and I have no doubt that He will see us through, but the waiting - oh, the waiting! - is so hard. It's like the anticipation of those special childhood Christmases, waking before dawn to the smells of spruce and sweets, when the silence is deafening, but then the house creaks, and you are certain you just heard Santa's footsteps in the living room. Put all of that excitement together and then multiply it by 1000, and you begin to approach our level of impatience and yearning. We can hardly wait!

I'm sorry I haven't blogged in a few days. It has just seemed like I'm meeting myself coming and going this week! I have had several meetings this week, and we are preparing for an OSC yard sale this weekend. We're cleaning out our cabinets, closets and basement to donate some things for it. I thought we'd gotten rid of everything we possibly could when we moved here six months ago, but I was already getting antsy to cut back again. It's one of the benefits, I've noticed, to the military life. Keeping down the clutter makes moving SO much easier!

Garin is sick today. :o( Poor little guy is fighting a high fever, which he always seems to get with a cold. We've been able to keep it under control with tylenol and ibuprofen, thankfully. He doesn't seem to feel too bad as long as his fever isn't raging.

He loves reading his little animals book and can say the names of many of them as well as the sounds they make. It's so cute! Tonight he was kissing them all....and I mean ALL...good night! Probably a delay tactic, mind you, but it was precious. He is so gentle with Harvey and seems to really enjoy animals. Couldn't be my child, could he? ;o)

Matt had a band trip meeting last night and is pumped for their tour this summer. They are going to Boston and NYC for a few days. I think I may go up for a day or two and be an additional chaperone. Not that I think they need more help, but I would enjoy hanging out with him and his buddies for a bit. Of course, I need his approval first. He still tells me I'm one of the coolest moms around (whether it's true or not), but that doesn't necessarily mean he wants me to crash his party either. We'll see...