updates

Yeah, I know. I've been a real loser when it comes to updating my blog but we've been super busy.
We have a new member of the family! His name is Storm (Harbourtown Damien) and he sure is a sweet handsome boy!




To go with my new black horse I got a new BIG BLACK TRUCK!!!! Beck LOVES cruising in "Mama's truck". It's a big deal to him.

And amidst all this excitement I got to get away on a 4 day cruise to the Bahamas while Joe held down the farm and the kids. He did a great job, but I think I didn't come home a minute too soon for him!

And for those who are keep tally, Beck spent another evening in the emergency room after a failed attempt of flight and hit his head on his train table which, somehow, went all the way through his ear! Yeah, it looked as bad as it sounds. 8 stitches later, I'm really considering fitting him with a helmet! So the grand stitch total is now 15 (I think). Sheesh! Enough already!

Other than all that, we're still waiting for spring! And yes, it's snowing here.. AGAIN!

Life Lessons

DON'T FALL ASLEEP WHILE BABYSITTING!



I'm so glad Beck didn't have anything to do with this, otherwise I would be sure to sleep with one eye open! I have a feeling Uncle Bug will be sporting a hat for a while!

Oh Man!

Beck is upstairs right now chatting away in bed instead of sleeping. So I just yelled up and told him it was time to be quiet and go to sleep.... a beat of silence, and then clear as a bell he says, "Oh man, Mama!"

Kids. Smile.

It all started with a picture

Exactly one year ago today I learned about a little country called Kyrgyzstan and with one chance phone call, immediately got a referral of an 18 month old boy ( we were looking to adopt a child up to 18 months old. We later found out his age was incorrect and he was 2 years. Sometimes God has to trick you into seeing what you truly want).
Although, undoubtedly he was a cutie, it wasn't a magical moment when the heavens opened and I heard angels sing as I studied the features of this little strangers face. It was an odd feeling, thinking, 'is this my son?'. Then I got his medical report and my heart sank. It listed all sorts of horribly sounding ailments and conditions. I thought this poor boy, would he ever be capable of living a 'normal' life? I wasn't sure if we were at all prepared to raise a special needs child. I felt sad and guilty and heart broken.
But fate often helps us along. By chance, someone on the Kyrgyzstan Yahoo group told me her friend was at the Tokmok orphanage right now and knew this little boy well. So I e-mailed her and shared with her my concerns about all the scary things that his medical said. Much to my relief she assured me that he was a wonderful and healthy little boy. She was able to take some pictures for me and e-mail them immediately. I can not express how happy that made me. My worries about him melted away as she wrote to me for several days, updating me on what he was doing and sharing with me that he had really captured her heart as well.
I will always be thankful to Tina, and for fate and God. I can not believe it all started just a year ago today.