Ever notice (of course you have!) how God gets "in your face" with just the right person, just the right Scripture, just the right song....just when you need it???
Today, my anxiety was the highest it's been in weeks. Along with the wonderful, familiar sound of the chug-a-chug of the adoption wheels beginning to turn came the nagging fear that the enemy loves to plant in my spirit. As God works, so does evil, we know. And evil knows right where our weak spots are.
As I went to my doctor's appointment this afternoon, I turned on the radio and heard this song. Once again, He reminded me Who He is. He didn't have to, but He did it because He loves me, and He knew that in my imperfection I needed that reminder.
Greater is He that is in me than he that is in the world! My God can move any mountain. He is Lord over all things. He overcame death and the grave! There is nothing He cannot do. I only have to be faithful, to be a vessel.
"Savior
He can move the mountains
My God is Mighty to save
He is Mighty to save
Forever
Author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave"
Monday, June 30, 2008
Right Song, Right Time
New Adoption Information
There are new developments and changes taking place with our dossier. After further consideration by our adoption agency, it is highly likely at this point that the document we were trying to get from the home study agency will no longer be necessary. This, in itself, is not a negative or a positive for us really....just a change based on the opinions of some experienced adoption caseworkers. It is, however, a positive in that it means that we may be registered sooner than we might otherwise have been. We have been asked to return the completed document which we had to revise right away, so that it can be translated and prepared to be registered with our dossier at the next opportunity.
I should mention that this is the most likely scenario. There is still a chance that they will elect to have the home study agency redo their document after all, but from what I understand, it isn't likely.
Please be in prayer about this. Every decision affects our future and the future of our children. Each decision impacts whether or not our adoption is approved. We ask God to guide each step so that not one person moves outside of His will.
We have also learned today that K's orphanage director, the dear older woman who has been so good to the children, has been replaced. Please pray for the children, who are grieving over the loss of one of the few consistent people in their lives. Right now, the children are away at summer camp. We don't know anything about the new director, but we pray that she will be as kind and loving as the previous one. If some good can be found in this, it may be that this change could make it a little bit easier emotionally for K to leave the orphanage which has been home to her for the last few years. We are praying that God will comfort the children there and help them to build a good relationship with the new director.
IF, IF, IF they decide to go ahead and register our documents in July, we would likely travel on our first trip in August. Mid to late August would be best case scenario for us, with Karl's work schedule and my sister's family coming the first week in August. We want to go soon, but even more, we want to go when God wills it. Please pray with us about this!
God is good, all the time! All the time, God is good!
I should mention that this is the most likely scenario. There is still a chance that they will elect to have the home study agency redo their document after all, but from what I understand, it isn't likely.
Please be in prayer about this. Every decision affects our future and the future of our children. Each decision impacts whether or not our adoption is approved. We ask God to guide each step so that not one person moves outside of His will.
We have also learned today that K's orphanage director, the dear older woman who has been so good to the children, has been replaced. Please pray for the children, who are grieving over the loss of one of the few consistent people in their lives. Right now, the children are away at summer camp. We don't know anything about the new director, but we pray that she will be as kind and loving as the previous one. If some good can be found in this, it may be that this change could make it a little bit easier emotionally for K to leave the orphanage which has been home to her for the last few years. We are praying that God will comfort the children there and help them to build a good relationship with the new director.
IF, IF, IF they decide to go ahead and register our documents in July, we would likely travel on our first trip in August. Mid to late August would be best case scenario for us, with Karl's work schedule and my sister's family coming the first week in August. We want to go soon, but even more, we want to go when God wills it. Please pray with us about this!
God is good, all the time! All the time, God is good!
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Buzzed
Garin had a haircut this week. Since every haircut is such a screaming ordeal, we decided to go for the clippers and buzz it really short. It's really cute, but Mama has had a tough time with this, yet another rite of passage from babyhood to boyhood.
We had a great time last night at a party for pilots and families. There was a ton of delicious food, a water slide and bouncy castle for the kids and a lot of great conversation and fun for us grownups. Garin spent the entire time in the water, except when we forced him to stop for dinner. He was less than thrilled about it, but "Auntie Mel" kept sneaking him cupcakes, which he appreciated. I asked her if she was going to come help us get him to sleep, but he wore himself out playing and managed to get a good night's sleep after all!
We enjoyed church today. We were wonderfully surprised when some friends we invited last night at the party showed up this morning! They are a precious family with two of the most beautiful little boys you've ever seen. One is three months older than Garin, and the other is just a few months old. We went to lunch afterward and had a good laugh when the waitress got confused about their dessert order. They asked for one small dessert, and she brought them three: two which she thought they had ordered and one extra because they had to wait. And they all had ice cream in them, which meant they all had to be eaten quickly, as it's a 40 minute drive home, and they wouldn't make it to the freezer in time. It was hilarious after they had made a point of eating a light lunch and only ordered wings to share. Trevor and Kandi, if you're reading this, we really enjoyed spending some time with y'all today!
Friday, June 27, 2008
Volleyball Stud
My handsome husband is number 84 (his high school football jersey number) - the guy with the great jump serve. He enjoys playing on the squadron intramural teams: football, basketball and volleyball. Although he played offense AND defense on his high school football team (which, by the way, played in the state championship game), he is happiest these days on the volleyball court. The team took second last year. Tonight was their semi-final game, which they did not win. It's hard for flying squadrons to compete in intramurals because so many of them are gone at any given time flying missions, so there is little continuity on the team. It's just whoever can show up. They lost the first game by just a couple of points, absolutely killed the other team on the second game, but lost the third. I think they were just exhausted. They have played four nights in a row, and the A/C was out in the gym. It was sweltering! In the end, they took third place for the season....nothing to sneeze at!
Garin and I have been noisy but enthusiastic spectators this season. Garin's love for all sports involving balls has made this a very exciting activity for him. He imitates the referee and pretends to make calls, and he loves to play with Dad's volleyball (and his friends) while we watch.
My friend, Kim, and I had a great day of child-free shopping at the beach. We wandered antique shops, art galleries and furniture stores in Lewes, had lunch at a fresh seafood restaurant (YUM!) and then hit the outlet malls. I had bundles of fun at Ann Taylor and Banana Republic and came home with some cute new summer stuff! I am so thankful for Kim's friendship and really enjoyed our day together.
Still no news on the adoption front. Our caseworker is silent again. It's been over two weeks since we've heard from her. I did call our homestudy caseworker, though, who has talked with her and was able to tell me what's going on from her end. We're hopeful that there will be good news soon, and I promise to post here as soon as we receive it!
We finally saw a little bit (emphasis on little) of rain this evening. It is desperately needed, and we are thankful for whatever comes our way. Our sprinkler system is getting a workout this summer already.
We've been working on 4th of July plans, hoping to do something fun. I think there's a block party in base housing with a bunch of our friends, and some friends have invited us to their shore house in NJ too. We'll see how things work out. I can't believe it's just a week away!!!
The biggest and best news: Matt will be here on Wednesday for pretty much the rest of the summer!!!!!!! We can't wait!
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
A New Life!
Congratulations to our dear friends, Bethany & Brandon, on the birth of their first child, a beautiful baby girl named Kaya Grace!!!!! Many congratulations also go to Grandpa Wally, Grandma Jo, Grandma Cindy, Aunt Briana, Uncle Jared, Aunt Chris, Uncle Randy, Cousin Rachel Cousin Tyler and the entire Shiloh UMC family!!! I can't tell you how much we still miss you all and wish we could be there to share the love today. Save room for us in small group; we're hoping to be back before Kaya's first birthday. ;-)
Kaya Grace was born on June 24th at 2:57 pm. She weighed 9 lb 6 oz and measured 20.25" long. She is absolutely beautiful! When I get permission from her mommy and daddy, I'll post her pic, but I want to make sure it's okay with them first.
What a blessing!
Kaya Grace was born on June 24th at 2:57 pm. She weighed 9 lb 6 oz and measured 20.25" long. She is absolutely beautiful! When I get permission from her mommy and daddy, I'll post her pic, but I want to make sure it's okay with them first.
What a blessing!
We're Back!
We've been passing around a wicked stomach flu since Saturday. I think it is now safe to say that we are all on the mend. I thought we'd never get well!
Garin got sick first and was feeling better first, as evidence by this video of his newest discovery, the somersault:
Garin got sick first and was feeling better first, as evidence by this video of his newest discovery, the somersault:
And here is some video of counting. It isn't perfect like it was on Friday, but I thought the proud grandparents might enjoy hearing it, just the same:
Saturday, June 21, 2008
GENIUS
In happier news, my highly intelligent two-year-old (and, yes, I'm totally open to the possibility that I'm biased) counted to sixteen yesterday! He has been interested in letters and numbers for awhile and knows the names of many of them, but he hadn't seemed to be understanding the uses of them or the concepts behind them. Until yesterday....
At breakfast, he started counting out of the blue and shocked me when he went all the way from one to ten correctly. I was so proud! He did it again, and I did the happy dance in the kitchen, which he found very comical apparently.
Because Karl was home on crew rest after his mission, we had the whole day together and went to the state park for a picnic, some hiking, playground time and an afternoon in the water park. While we were eating lunch in the woods, he took a sip of his juice box and said, "one." Another sip, and he said, "two." A third sip, and (you guessed it) "three." And on he went until he reached ten. This thrilled me because then I realized it wasn't just a memorized series of words. He was understanding the concept of counting!!!
Then, while we were on the playground, he rattled off the numbers all the way to sixteen. After that, I had to help, but I was, and still am, very proud of him!
He has been counting things all day today too. Who knew he was paying so much attention?
I love being a mom!
At breakfast, he started counting out of the blue and shocked me when he went all the way from one to ten correctly. I was so proud! He did it again, and I did the happy dance in the kitchen, which he found very comical apparently.
Because Karl was home on crew rest after his mission, we had the whole day together and went to the state park for a picnic, some hiking, playground time and an afternoon in the water park. While we were eating lunch in the woods, he took a sip of his juice box and said, "one." Another sip, and he said, "two." A third sip, and (you guessed it) "three." And on he went until he reached ten. This thrilled me because then I realized it wasn't just a memorized series of words. He was understanding the concept of counting!!!
Then, while we were on the playground, he rattled off the numbers all the way to sixteen. After that, I had to help, but I was, and still am, very proud of him!
He has been counting things all day today too. Who knew he was paying so much attention?
I love being a mom!
Answered Prayer
Thank you all for your prayers for Ron. God heard and answered, although not exactly the way we expected.
This morning Ron went into cardiac arrest again and could not be resuscitated. He has been fully, completely and forever healed by the Great Physician. It is a painful thing for his family to see him go, but he was mentally and spiritually prepared for this day.
A beautiful sidenote to this sad story is that just last weekend, the family had arranged a 40th anniversary party for Ron and Penny. They had known that a 50th was unlikely and wanted them to have a chance to celebrate their life together. One week ago today, they were the guests of honor and were surrounded by precious family and friends. They were able to enjoy the day and the next day, Father's Day, as a family.
Please continue to keep them all in your prayers. Greg, my brother-in-law, is trying to find a flight to get him home from South Dakota right now. My sister and the kids will be on the road today. Please especially pray for Penny right now. Wendy, their daughter, and her husband and children also need special prayer, as life for them is very difficult right now.
Thank you.
This morning Ron went into cardiac arrest again and could not be resuscitated. He has been fully, completely and forever healed by the Great Physician. It is a painful thing for his family to see him go, but he was mentally and spiritually prepared for this day.
A beautiful sidenote to this sad story is that just last weekend, the family had arranged a 40th anniversary party for Ron and Penny. They had known that a 50th was unlikely and wanted them to have a chance to celebrate their life together. One week ago today, they were the guests of honor and were surrounded by precious family and friends. They were able to enjoy the day and the next day, Father's Day, as a family.
Please continue to keep them all in your prayers. Greg, my brother-in-law, is trying to find a flight to get him home from South Dakota right now. My sister and the kids will be on the road today. Please especially pray for Penny right now. Wendy, their daughter, and her husband and children also need special prayer, as life for them is very difficult right now.
Thank you.
Friday, June 20, 2008
My brother-in-law's family
UPDATE: Ron is improving and is stable. Please continue to keep him in your prayers.
Just a quick note to request prayers. My sister's father-in-law, Ron, was having dialysis today when his heart stopped. They were able to revive him, and he is breathing on his own, but his heartbeat is very irregular. He cannot speak and seems to be disoriented and in pain. They are concerned that he may not survive. My brother-in-law (his son) is in the air on his way to a conference and can't be reached right now, and my sister and the kids are making the drive to East Texas this afternoon to be there if they are needed. There are other stressful events occuring in the extended family right now, and they really need our prayers for strength and peace as well.
Thanks.
Just a quick note to request prayers. My sister's father-in-law, Ron, was having dialysis today when his heart stopped. They were able to revive him, and he is breathing on his own, but his heartbeat is very irregular. He cannot speak and seems to be disoriented and in pain. They are concerned that he may not survive. My brother-in-law (his son) is in the air on his way to a conference and can't be reached right now, and my sister and the kids are making the drive to East Texas this afternoon to be there if they are needed. There are other stressful events occuring in the extended family right now, and they really need our prayers for strength and peace as well.
Thanks.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
A Great Day!
My grandfather had surgery on his face Tuesday. He had a melanoma that had returned, and his doctor sent him to a specialist in Dallas. It was a fairly traumatic day. They removed a large section, tested it, came back to remove more, tested it, came back to remove more, and tested it. Thankfully, they got it all that time, but he was left with a hole in his face that was approximately 2"x3" from what I understand. (If I have the dimensions wrong, please correct me.) He had plastic surgery afterward, which involved taking a skin graft from his neck to cover the hole. Mom says he has 6" of sutures on his neck that makes him look like someone slit his throat. They spent about 6 hours on the road and about 12 hours at the clinic, which made for a very long day for all of them. We are just so very thankful that they were able to get it all and that the surgery didn't leave his face misshapen. Please pray for continued healing.
Our family all burns easily, and we didn't have sunscreen when I was a kid. This scare has motivated me to get an appointment with a dermatologist to begin regularly checking my skin. I don't want to have cancer, but if I ever do, I want them to catch it early. Mom said that Marci did the same thing. Great minds....!
Today, I had one of those productive mornings when most of "the list" was checked off by 10:00 am. It was the kind of morning that left me wondering why most days I am barely out of my jammies by that time. I finished cleaning house and finished all the laundry, including bedsheets! I guess it had something to do with the knowledge that Karl was on his way home from Spain. Garin and I did the grocery shopping and came home and played outside. We played our version of baseball and a little golf (kid style) and had just gotten to work decorating the driveway with sidewalk chalk when Daddy drove up. YAY!!!
Karl got in the shower, and Garin immediately started stripping down. He wanted in! He loves getting in the shower with Daddy and imitating him. It's a great way to teach male grooming, and I think he needs a little more of that and a little less time with my makeup brushes!
We went out to dinner at Texas Roadhouse, where a napless Garin ate with his eyes closed. By the time we got home, however, he had his second wind. He went straight to the shelves with all of the balls, bats, horseshoes and various other athletic equipment, and grabbed a volleyball. Then he wanted the other volleyball. Then he wanted the basketball. Then he wanted the football.....tennis ball, racquetball, wiffleball....you get the picture. We had 5 seconds of volleyball, and then he wanted to play basketball. Karl held him up for a dunk, but Garin wouldn't let go of the rim! It got a little hairy, but he finally let go as I was headed for the ladder. Daddy could only hold him up that high for so long! In the end, he chased the multitude of balls all over the driveway and under the cars while his Daddy and I practiced overhand serves, jump serves and volleys.
Garin's asleep, Karl is exhausted, and I'm sweaty. It's been a great night!
Our family all burns easily, and we didn't have sunscreen when I was a kid. This scare has motivated me to get an appointment with a dermatologist to begin regularly checking my skin. I don't want to have cancer, but if I ever do, I want them to catch it early. Mom said that Marci did the same thing. Great minds....!
Today, I had one of those productive mornings when most of "the list" was checked off by 10:00 am. It was the kind of morning that left me wondering why most days I am barely out of my jammies by that time. I finished cleaning house and finished all the laundry, including bedsheets! I guess it had something to do with the knowledge that Karl was on his way home from Spain. Garin and I did the grocery shopping and came home and played outside. We played our version of baseball and a little golf (kid style) and had just gotten to work decorating the driveway with sidewalk chalk when Daddy drove up. YAY!!!
Karl got in the shower, and Garin immediately started stripping down. He wanted in! He loves getting in the shower with Daddy and imitating him. It's a great way to teach male grooming, and I think he needs a little more of that and a little less time with my makeup brushes!
We went out to dinner at Texas Roadhouse, where a napless Garin ate with his eyes closed. By the time we got home, however, he had his second wind. He went straight to the shelves with all of the balls, bats, horseshoes and various other athletic equipment, and grabbed a volleyball. Then he wanted the other volleyball. Then he wanted the basketball. Then he wanted the football.....tennis ball, racquetball, wiffleball....you get the picture. We had 5 seconds of volleyball, and then he wanted to play basketball. Karl held him up for a dunk, but Garin wouldn't let go of the rim! It got a little hairy, but he finally let go as I was headed for the ladder. Daddy could only hold him up that high for so long! In the end, he chased the multitude of balls all over the driveway and under the cars while his Daddy and I practiced overhand serves, jump serves and volleys.
Garin's asleep, Karl is exhausted, and I'm sweaty. It's been a great night!
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Blessed News and Broken Hearts
It has been a busy day in the adoption world for two families.
Some of our face-to-face friends have seen a miracle happen today. God placed a specific child on their hearts to adopt, but the child was not free for adoption. In obedience and anticipation, they began the paperwork, so they could be ready to go when God started moving mountains. Today they were matched with that child that God placed on their hearts long ago! I will say no more, as I don't want to hijack their story. When they have a chance to put it in their own words, I'll share a link, but let's keep praising God for what He has done and what He is going to do.
Some blog friends are living with us in the roller-coaster world of "yippee, here we go - no, wait, nevermind." They expected to travel to meet their kids this month and learned today that it has been put on hold. I know how that feels all too well, and it really stinks. I am praying that they will have peace, strength and resolve to get them through until God works His plan in their lives.
Some of our face-to-face friends have seen a miracle happen today. God placed a specific child on their hearts to adopt, but the child was not free for adoption. In obedience and anticipation, they began the paperwork, so they could be ready to go when God started moving mountains. Today they were matched with that child that God placed on their hearts long ago! I will say no more, as I don't want to hijack their story. When they have a chance to put it in their own words, I'll share a link, but let's keep praising God for what He has done and what He is going to do.
Some blog friends are living with us in the roller-coaster world of "yippee, here we go - no, wait, nevermind." They expected to travel to meet their kids this month and learned today that it has been put on hold. I know how that feels all too well, and it really stinks. I am praying that they will have peace, strength and resolve to get them through until God works His plan in their lives.
WAIT
WAIT
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate…
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”
“Wait? You say wait?" My indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to Wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes,’ a go-ahead sign.
Or even a ‘no,’ to which I’ll resign.
You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply."
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “Wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…for what?”
He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine…
And He tenderly said “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of My love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.
You’d never know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.
So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know Me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still … 'Wait.'”
~Russell Kelfer
This poem was posted by our mutual friend as a comment on Wade and Alice's blog. It touched me deeply as we wait not so patiently for D & K to come home. So many people have tried to guess at what God is trying to teach us through this. I believe that He wants us to know Him more fully, inside, outside and upside-down. He is equipping us, preparing us, building a firmer foundation for us. He is rooting us more deeply in Him. It is my prayer that He is doing the same in the hearts of our children. This poem says it perfectly.
(Wade & Alice are another couple here at Dover AFB. They spent years trying to get pregnant and then felt God calling them to adopt from China. Over a year into their journey, God blessed them with a pregnancy. They continued the adoption process while waiting for their biological daughter to arrive. Eight months later, three years into the adoption wait, they received a referral for a daughter from China; this little angel was born one day after their other daughter! They are all home together now, a beautiful family. God is good!)
Desperately, helplessly, longingly, I cried;
Quietly, patiently, lovingly, God replied.
I pled and I wept for a clue to my fate…
And the Master so gently said, “Wait.”
“Wait? You say wait?" My indignant reply.
“Lord, I need answers, I need to know why!
Is your hand shortened? Or have you not heard?
By faith I have asked, and I’m claiming your Word.
My future and all to which I can relate
Hangs in the balance, and you tell me to Wait?
I’m needing a ‘yes,’ a go-ahead sign.
Or even a ‘no,’ to which I’ll resign.
You promised, dear Lord, that if we believe,
We need but to ask, and we shall receive.
Lord, I’ve been asking, and this is my cry:
I’m weary of asking! I need a reply."
Then quietly, softly, I learned of my fate,
As my Master replied again, “Wait.”
So I slumped in my chair, defeated and taut,
And grumbled to God, “So, I’m waiting…for what?”
He seemed then to kneel, and His eyes met with mine…
And He tenderly said “I could give you a sign.
I could shake the heavens and darken the sun.
I could raise the dead and cause mountains to run.
I could give all you seek and pleased you would be.
You’d have what you want, but you wouldn’t know Me.
You’d not know the depth of My love for each saint.
You’d not know the power that I give to the faint.
You’d not learn to see through clouds of despair;
You’d not learn to trust just by knowing I’m there.
You’d not know the joy of resting in Me
When darkness and silence are all you can see.
You’d never experience the fullness of love
When the peace of My spirit descends like a dove.
You would know that I give, and I save, for a start,
But you’d not know the depth of the beat of My heart.
The glow of My comfort late into the night,
The faith that I give when you walk without sight.
The depth that’s beyond getting just what you ask
From an infinite God who makes what you have last.
You’d never know should your pain quickly flee,
What it means that My grace is sufficient for thee.
Yes, your dearest dreams overnight would come true,
But, oh, the loss, if you missed what I’m doing in you.
So, be silent, my child, and in time you will see
That the greatest of gifts is to truly know Me.
And though oft My answers seem terribly late,
My most precious answer of all is still … 'Wait.'”
~Russell Kelfer
This poem was posted by our mutual friend as a comment on Wade and Alice's blog. It touched me deeply as we wait not so patiently for D & K to come home. So many people have tried to guess at what God is trying to teach us through this. I believe that He wants us to know Him more fully, inside, outside and upside-down. He is equipping us, preparing us, building a firmer foundation for us. He is rooting us more deeply in Him. It is my prayer that He is doing the same in the hearts of our children. This poem says it perfectly.
(Wade & Alice are another couple here at Dover AFB. They spent years trying to get pregnant and then felt God calling them to adopt from China. Over a year into their journey, God blessed them with a pregnancy. They continued the adoption process while waiting for their biological daughter to arrive. Eight months later, three years into the adoption wait, they received a referral for a daughter from China; this little angel was born one day after their other daughter! They are all home together now, a beautiful family. God is good!)
So.......What's more fun than playing Elmo's alphabet game on Mom's computer?
Popping the keys off of Mom's computer while she's on the phone!!!
Five of them popped right back on, and four are sitting on the desk waiting for Mom's blood pressure to go down, so she can try again. It is frustrating to try to figure out something so tedious.
I hate working with teeny stuff, as my eyesight isn't the best anyway, and as much as I hate to admit it, it may be time to consider....ugh....bifocals. I'm wondering if I could just keep the contacts I have and get a pair of those cute little half-frame glasses for detail work/reading. Any of you other mature folks out there know about that?
***Update: Well, whaddaya know? I did it! I took another key apart to figure out how to put them back together and managed to get everything back where it belongs! Maybe we can put that bifocal order on hold for a little while??? (And if you can read this tiny font, you don't need them either!)
Garin and I went to the water park at Killen's Pond this morning. Normally I would say it was much too cold and stay home, but we had already paid for five dates this summer. The 9th Airlift Squadron playgroup combined with the 3rd AS moms to arrange for us to go every other Wednesday morning all summer before the park opens to the public at noon. I would have bet money that Garin wouldn't go in today, as cool as it was. He hated the cold water at the beach last week, and that was a warm day. I was so very wrong!
At first, he hesitated and walked in circles near the edge, but then he saw.....drum roll, please....the SLIDE! Right in themiddle of the 1'-deep kiddie pool, there was a big yellow tube slide. He made a beeline into the pool, up the stairs of the slide and *whoosh!*, down he went. He wasn't prepared for the splash at the bottom and froze in terror momentarily. I was sure it was all over, but after taking a minute to regroup, he was off again. When it came time to leave, it was the typical scene that occurs when a child having a great time hears the dreaded words: "It's time to go." Lots of squirming and loud protests. YAY!!! He likes it!!! At $2 per adult and $1 for 12 and under, it can't be beat for summer fun. It's even cheaper than the base pool. If Karl makes it home on schedule tomorrow, we'll have to go back this weekend and let him play too. He often says that he feels he misses so much because of work, but this is an easy one to do over. Who knows? Maybe we'll even camp there this weekend! They have great campsites and cabins and miles of beautiful trails for bikes and pedestrians, as well as a pond with canoes, paddleboats, kayaks, etc. We'll see how Karl feels.
On the way home, I asked Garin if he wanted to stop and grab lunch out. He said, "Pie?"
I said, "You want pie?"
He said, "No. Pie?"
I thought a minute and said, "Fries???"
"Okaaaaaaay," he said. (If you haven't heard him say this word, try to imagine the pitch going up and down like a roller coaster, sometimes one hill, sometimes many. Let no one say the child doesn't have the gift of inflection!)
He's never been one for fries, but apparently had a change of heart today. He ate them all. It's too bad, really. I liked it better when he preferred the fruit.
I'm getting tired of trying to type without the N, the B and the period. (I almost started this entry with an announcement about missing my period, but then I thought of how disappointed the family would be to learn what it really meant.) It's tricky without the keys. I don't miss the Control yet. This, too, strikes me as funny when I relate it to my life. Control is something I like a little too much, and I definitely miss it at times! I could probably work this into a really good devotional. Note to self.....
Five of them popped right back on, and four are sitting on the desk waiting for Mom's blood pressure to go down, so she can try again. It is frustrating to try to figure out something so tedious.
I hate working with teeny stuff, as my eyesight isn't the best anyway, and as much as I hate to admit it, it may be time to consider....ugh....bifocals. I'm wondering if I could just keep the contacts I have and get a pair of those cute little half-frame glasses for detail work/reading. Any of you other mature folks out there know about that?
***Update: Well, whaddaya know? I did it! I took another key apart to figure out how to put them back together and managed to get everything back where it belongs! Maybe we can put that bifocal order on hold for a little while??? (And if you can read this tiny font, you don't need them either!)
Garin and I went to the water park at Killen's Pond this morning. Normally I would say it was much too cold and stay home, but we had already paid for five dates this summer. The 9th Airlift Squadron playgroup combined with the 3rd AS moms to arrange for us to go every other Wednesday morning all summer before the park opens to the public at noon. I would have bet money that Garin wouldn't go in today, as cool as it was. He hated the cold water at the beach last week, and that was a warm day. I was so very wrong!
At first, he hesitated and walked in circles near the edge, but then he saw.....drum roll, please....the SLIDE! Right in themiddle of the 1'-deep kiddie pool, there was a big yellow tube slide. He made a beeline into the pool, up the stairs of the slide and *whoosh!*, down he went. He wasn't prepared for the splash at the bottom and froze in terror momentarily. I was sure it was all over, but after taking a minute to regroup, he was off again. When it came time to leave, it was the typical scene that occurs when a child having a great time hears the dreaded words: "It's time to go." Lots of squirming and loud protests. YAY!!! He likes it!!! At $2 per adult and $1 for 12 and under, it can't be beat for summer fun. It's even cheaper than the base pool. If Karl makes it home on schedule tomorrow, we'll have to go back this weekend and let him play too. He often says that he feels he misses so much because of work, but this is an easy one to do over. Who knows? Maybe we'll even camp there this weekend! They have great campsites and cabins and miles of beautiful trails for bikes and pedestrians, as well as a pond with canoes, paddleboats, kayaks, etc. We'll see how Karl feels.
On the way home, I asked Garin if he wanted to stop and grab lunch out. He said, "Pie?"
I said, "You want pie?"
He said, "No. Pie?"
I thought a minute and said, "Fries???"
"Okaaaaaaay," he said. (If you haven't heard him say this word, try to imagine the pitch going up and down like a roller coaster, sometimes one hill, sometimes many. Let no one say the child doesn't have the gift of inflection!)
He's never been one for fries, but apparently had a change of heart today. He ate them all. It's too bad, really. I liked it better when he preferred the fruit.
I'm getting tired of trying to type without the N, the B and the period. (I almost started this entry with an announcement about missing my period, but then I thought of how disappointed the family would be to learn what it really meant.) It's tricky without the keys. I don't miss the Control yet. This, too, strikes me as funny when I relate it to my life. Control is something I like a little too much, and I definitely miss it at times! I could probably work this into a really good devotional. Note to self.....
Monday, June 16, 2008
16
He really liked it this morning when I went into the "16 years ago today, I was...." speech. ;o)
I am not sure when I got old, but there I was, saying, "It seems like it was just yesterday." Can someone please tell me why, when you become a mother, time stops creeping and hits warp speed?
I am so proud of that kid, and I am so blessed to be his mom, and I am excited to see where God is going to lead him in this big, wonderful life he has ahead!
I'd better leave it at that....doesn't take much to embarass a teenager, you know. I probably already have.
Mr. Sockhead
From the day he was born, my youngest has shown a strong attraction to all things soft and fuzzy: the blanket Grandma crocheted for him that he carries around the house, leaving a wake of blue fuzz behind him; his special dinosaur Halloween costume that is two sizes too small and still gets weekly wear; the teddy bear at Cracker Barrel that couldn't be pried away and had to be purchased.... I could go on, but I won't. Some of the favored softies are my soft, fuzzy, wearing-around-the-house, wintertime socks. I spent much of this past winter with frozen toes because if I put on these socks, they were immediately confiscated by him and carried away. Ditto for my fuzzy houseshoes. I believe there may even be a picture on an earlier post of him wearing a pair.
For the last couple of weeks, the green ones have been favored. He has sock E.S.P. I sneak them away to wash them, and when I start folding the laundry, he comes and steals them before I can hide them. This morning was no exception. He wore them on his feet (they're actually thigh-highs) for an hour or two, and then he brought them to me. I tried to help him put them back on, and he said, "No." I then started putting them on his hands, as he often does that too. He said, "No." He leaned over, sticking his head in my lap and said, "Head?"
I said, "You want them on your head?"
He said, "Okay."
So I proceeded to stretch the elastic to (maybe beyond) it's limit, but his head was too big. We'd s - t - r - e - t - c - h it over, and it would boing right off. We laughed and laughed as we made multiple attempts. Finally, with his eyes pulled back like a facelift patient straight off the operating table, we succeeded! I don't think I'll be able to wear them again. And here is the final product:
P.S. In case you didn't notice, he's feeling better today!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Happy Father's Day!!!
I am blessed to have two amazing fathers in my life: my own father and the father of my children! I love you both and am so thankful for you!!!
I forgot to mention Friday that one of our dossier documents has been rewritten and approved. That leaves one more to go, and then I get to go on my apostilling journeys again....something to look forward to (?). We pray that we will soon be a family of six.
It's been a long, busy weekend, and I am wiped out! We had a great time at both the Wing Picnic on Friday and the squadron pig roast/picnic last night! The squadron recognized the commander, who will be moving to the Pentagon. He and his wife and kids are just really exceptional people who have worked so hard during their time here to look after their people and families. It is normal to say nice things about a leaving commander, but I was really struck last night, as person after person got up to speak and said that he was the best leader they had seen, not only in the squadron, but throughout their careers. And each speaker became emotional as they spoke. High and well-deserved praise. They will be deeply missed, but we are so fortunate to have another awesome couple stepping in to fill their shoes!
I gave Karl a Wii for Father's Day (a couple of days early), and we have been obsessed. We can't seem to get to bed at a decent hour, which is unfortunate since Garin does not sleep in. And he woke up sick in the night last night. Today has been a blur of medicine, snot and tears (his, not mine...yet). I am so tired!
Karl headed out today on a mission, but we expect it to be a short one, assuming he doesn't get stuck somewhere for a week like he did last month! We have several fun things going on: bowling and lunch with 'the girls' tomorrow, spouses' social Tuesday, and Killen's Pond Water Park with friends and kids on Wednesday. Perhaps the most exciting thing is that Harvey, our Ragdoll cat, is FINALLY going to the groomer. He is in desperate need of a beauty treatment!
Tomorrow is my big boy's birthday. Matt will be *gasp* sixteen!!!! I tend to think I am still about sixteen most of the time. Nothing like your "baby" getting a driver's license to send you crashing back into reality!
I forgot to mention Friday that one of our dossier documents has been rewritten and approved. That leaves one more to go, and then I get to go on my apostilling journeys again....something to look forward to (?). We pray that we will soon be a family of six.
It's been a long, busy weekend, and I am wiped out! We had a great time at both the Wing Picnic on Friday and the squadron pig roast/picnic last night! The squadron recognized the commander, who will be moving to the Pentagon. He and his wife and kids are just really exceptional people who have worked so hard during their time here to look after their people and families. It is normal to say nice things about a leaving commander, but I was really struck last night, as person after person got up to speak and said that he was the best leader they had seen, not only in the squadron, but throughout their careers. And each speaker became emotional as they spoke. High and well-deserved praise. They will be deeply missed, but we are so fortunate to have another awesome couple stepping in to fill their shoes!
I gave Karl a Wii for Father's Day (a couple of days early), and we have been obsessed. We can't seem to get to bed at a decent hour, which is unfortunate since Garin does not sleep in. And he woke up sick in the night last night. Today has been a blur of medicine, snot and tears (his, not mine...yet). I am so tired!
Karl headed out today on a mission, but we expect it to be a short one, assuming he doesn't get stuck somewhere for a week like he did last month! We have several fun things going on: bowling and lunch with 'the girls' tomorrow, spouses' social Tuesday, and Killen's Pond Water Park with friends and kids on Wednesday. Perhaps the most exciting thing is that Harvey, our Ragdoll cat, is FINALLY going to the groomer. He is in desperate need of a beauty treatment!
Tomorrow is my big boy's birthday. Matt will be *gasp* sixteen!!!! I tend to think I am still about sixteen most of the time. Nothing like your "baby" getting a driver's license to send you crashing back into reality!
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Beautiful Day at the Beach
My friend, Kim, and I packed up our three boys this morning and headed to Cape Henlopen for some sand and surf. It was an absolutely perfect beach day, temps in the 80's and a nice breeze coming off the ocean to keep us comfortable! The boys had a great time. Colin, the 6-year-old, played in the waves and made some new friends. Garin and his buddy, Cooper, who is 2 months younger, mostly wanted to wander the beach and take up with other young families who had cooler toys on their blankets. Kim and I got plenty of exercise chasing them. Garin also found the sand to be a very tasty snack and would not stop licking it off his hands. I couldn't decide if he actually liked eating the sand or if it was the only way he could think of to keep his hands clean (one of his OCD things). Either way, we'll have an interesting diaper tomorrow, I'm sure! We were all exhausted by the time we headed home.
The most exciting part of our adventure happened just after we arrived this morning. One of the things I love about Cape Henlopen (besides the fact that it's beautiful and much less crowded than the more commercialized Rehoboth Beach) is that I have never been there in the summer that I didn't see dolphins. This trip was no exception. I have loved dolphins for years. I always thought they were cute, but I got to pet one at Sea World on a weekend college trip to San Antonio, and I was in love. They are such social animals and seem to be so fond of humans. I recently saw a story about a dolphin that saved an injured surfer from a shark that was incredible. At Cape Henlopen, it seems that they enjoy swimming with people. They stay very close to the beach, jumping, playing and, it seems, watching. Today there was a large group of dolphins getting closer than I've ever seen them there. They put on quite a show! And there was one little bitty one that came completely out of the water on the video. I don't know if you will be able to see it, as I have to shrink it and sacrifice quality for uploading, but watch closely. If nothing else, you'll see lots of backs and fins coming out of the water!
The hot mama in the red tankini is my friend Kim. Cooper is the cutie in the askew cap and green shirt walking up the beach with Garin's boogie board. And, yes, Garin has a nasty bug bite on his temple. He got it Saturday night in our backyard kiddie pool.
Busy week coming up! Tomorrow afternoon, we'll go the Wing Picnic here on base. Tomorrow night, our squadron is roasting a pig for Saturday's squadron picnic. We'll hit both of those too. We are saying farewell to our awesome squadron commander and his family this week. :-( There will be a golf tournament Monday and a spouses' dinner Tuesday, also. Plus, Karl has a deployment exercise to oversee Monday through Thursday. And, as if he weren't busy enough, they may have to put him on a mission leaving Sunday, as they are crazy busy right now and in need of an aircraft commander. How many places can one man be at once??? Stay tuned, and I'll keep you posted! :-)
Saturday, June 07, 2008
Making Magic
There are certain days in this life that are inexplicably magical. Today was one of them for us, and we soaked up the joy along with the sweltering heat and humidity! Perhaps it had something to do with the relief of knowing that we are back on the road to bringing D & K home. Perhaps it was because it was a completely free Saturday to spend together. Perhaps it was just because we were all open to accept the blessings of the day. I don't know, but we are thankful!
Karl and I spent the morning mowing and doing laundry, respectively. Garin played, watched TV and spent a little time working on his alphabet with Elmo on the computer. (Matt, by the way, was nearing the end of an all-night bus trip...fun, fun.) When our electricity went out on what has been the hottest day of the year so far (in the nineties), at least until tomorrow when we expect 98 degrees, we took off to the mall for some lunch and a/c.
I have worn the same tired, sad bathing suit since before Garin was born. I've had no inclination to even consider trying on another suit since then, as my body refuses to regain its pre-pregnancy shape, and I've not been excited about baring it for the world. However, there comes a point, when your suit is faded, snagged and sporting a huge breastmilk stain from two summers ago, that a girl has to bite the bullet or stay away from the beach. I reached that point today. Amazingly, the suit I have been admiring from afar for several months was still on the rack at Macy's this afternoon! There were two left, and one was my size! I tried it on, and (oh my gosh!) it fit! And it looked good!!! And so the miracles began.........
We came home to a cool house, complete with electricity, and began setting up the swimming pool I bought earlier in the week for Garin. I have to say, for $29 it was a steal. It is huge for a kiddie pool, and it has a debris cover that fastens over it so it won't get nasty. Our little electric air pump worked hard, but we finally got it set up, and Garin had a blast in it! Here's a little sample of our fun (Note that he's still winking like crazy.):
We are going to have a talk about different kinds of kissing, I'm afraid. I'm not sure if the babysitter has let him see some questionable programming or if Karl and I need to tone it down in his presence, but yesterday, Garin climbed into my lap, raised his little eyebrows, shut his eyes and laid one on me. Now this wasn't a typical little-boy peck on the lips. Once our lips locked, he started sliding his head to the right, then to the left (all the while with eyes closed and brows up). Then, I kid you not, he opened his lips and started sticking out his tongue! I busted out laughing and laughed until I had tears rolling down my cheeks. Fortunately, he saw the humor too and laughed with me. I don't know where he learned about romantic kissing, but man, he was working it! I seem to remember Matt going through a phase where he wanted to be the man, too. How do you explain this to a two-year-old?!
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Back on the Road to our Children
We had another conference call today regarding the adoption. Some of the issues of concern have been clarified, and we are now prepared to move forward again, making sure that all of our paperwork is perfect (as much as is possible) and getting registered. Things are looking up! Keep praying!
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Brushes With Fame....
I've known a couple of famous people. Well, more like almost famous. When I knew them, they were just regular people.
I went to junior high and high school with certain Hollywood heartthrob, but he was just a regular, scrawny (although cuter than average) high school boy then.
My first kiss took place on a church bus on the way to our youth group's winter ski trip to Colorado with a a regular, scrawny (although very musically talented) high school boy I'd known all my life, who became a guitarist in a chart-topping country music band.
Today, I saw a regular, scrawny (although very tall, intelligent, handsome and caring) high school boy on television. It was my Matt on the Today show!!!
Matt's high school band is on tour this week; they spent a couple of days in Boston and are now in NYC. He called and woke me up this morning about 6 am to tell me that he was at the studio and that I needed to watch TV.
Now, these things don't normally impress me too much, but it was very exciting to see my "baby" whooping it up with his buddies on live national television. (Would not have been so exciting had it been a live feed from MTV's Spring Break, mind you.) But we made good use of the DVR and will be keeping it awhile for show and tell, I'm sure. If you haven't seen the teens with your kids yet, just wait! Everyone says that they grow up too fast. It is cliche, yes, but all too true. There is something disquieting about seeing your baby standing in the middle of a group of men and women and suddenly realizing that he is one of them. He, too, is one whisker away from adulthood.
Sure does make a Mama proud, though!
I went to junior high and high school with certain Hollywood heartthrob, but he was just a regular, scrawny (although cuter than average) high school boy then.
My first kiss took place on a church bus on the way to our youth group's winter ski trip to Colorado with a a regular, scrawny (although very musically talented) high school boy I'd known all my life, who became a guitarist in a chart-topping country music band.
Today, I saw a regular, scrawny (although very tall, intelligent, handsome and caring) high school boy on television. It was my Matt on the Today show!!!
Matt's high school band is on tour this week; they spent a couple of days in Boston and are now in NYC. He called and woke me up this morning about 6 am to tell me that he was at the studio and that I needed to watch TV.
Now, these things don't normally impress me too much, but it was very exciting to see my "baby" whooping it up with his buddies on live national television. (Would not have been so exciting had it been a live feed from MTV's Spring Break, mind you.) But we made good use of the DVR and will be keeping it awhile for show and tell, I'm sure. If you haven't seen the teens with your kids yet, just wait! Everyone says that they grow up too fast. It is cliche, yes, but all too true. There is something disquieting about seeing your baby standing in the middle of a group of men and women and suddenly realizing that he is one of them. He, too, is one whisker away from adulthood.
Sure does make a Mama proud, though!
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