Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
{ Who loves CVS? }
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
{ Hey Family }
Mom, that means go to walgreens.com upload your favorite family picture then have it printed at your local store. Call me if you need help.
It expires on 12/20!
Love you all!
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
Saturday, November 15, 2008
{More Karate}
This is Dave getting his butt kicked. Ok, really they are demo-ing some Karate thing, but I think it's funny!
{ Karate Kid, sorta }
This video is of Dave & Davis' teacher breaking 2 boards after jumping over 3 people. This man is in his mid 60's and can kick some serious butt!
The video below is of Davis doing his Kata.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
{ Yes, we are still alive! }
This is going to be a great month! Thanksgiving means heading back to Hot Springs to see family!
I'll be back to post pictures soon!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
{ Knock Knock Night }
Thursday, October 16, 2008
{ Mean People Suck }
Today I was reminded that the above statement is true.
Somewhere in between checking out from Party Galaxy and attempting to check out at Old Navy, my wallet was stolen.
Nothing quite like the panic, tight chested, can't breathe feeling when you were just moments ago, pumped at buying a new tank top for $1.97.
Pity the fool that stole the wallet since I had already been to the mall and the cash was gone.
What they do have is my drivers license, debit card, Sam's card, Kohl's card, and a handful of random points cards to places like Ulta and PetCo.
All the good cards have been canceled and tomorrow I'll head to the DMV to smile pretty for a new licence.
It's so violating and just plain icky to think that someone has my personal information and my stuff.
Why is it that even at the ripe ole age of 30, all I want to do is stomp my foot and yell "gimmeitbackthat'smine!"?
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Sunday, September 21, 2008
{ Gotcha Day! }
I swear he's happy here even though he never says cheese. He's just so intent on grabbing the camera and running away.
Thank you to every one who has come along beside us this year and supported our family. We are greatful beyond words for your love, time and prayers.
Friday, September 19, 2008
{ One year ago today }
Saturday, September 13, 2008
{ A tough month }
I try hard to stuff down my emotions, to not be overly dramatic about sad issues. But I keep telling myself, what I saw is worth crying over. The children I turned my back on and walked away from are worth crying over. The birth mother who's story we will never know, is worth crying over. But what mom of 3 has time to have a good, ugly cry? So bottled up it stays.
The 21st is Bizi's Gotcha Day. The first day that he was no longer just a picture on the fridge, no longer an orphan. I still remember with heart wrenching clarity the moment the nun brought him to us. He was not afraid, just curious. Dave hogged him WAY to long before handing him to me (we have video to prove it!). Finally, the son that I had cried over, prayed for and waited on was here in my arms. There was no fairy dust or swelling music, but it was more perfect than Hollywood could ever create.
Often I think of returning to Rwanda. There is a need deep in me to do more. I honestly don't feel like I have done anything to help the people. Let's go and build schools for the orphans that will never be adopted. Let's go spend a day rocking babies that don't ever feel the arms of a mama when they cry. Let's just GO. I guess I should just add one letter, let goD. Let God handle the questions with no earthy answers. Let God take the pain in my heart and use it for good. Let God have all the glory for the miracle of adoption.
Thank you, Lord for never letting my life be boring. For letting me experience unbelievable highs, and gut wrenching lows. Most of all, thank you for my children.
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
{Where are the pictures of Bizi?}
{ Mo' money }
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
{ Another big day }
Here she is getting her last minute pep talk from daddy.