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I needed a diversion during my lunch today and started playing with a new online toy called Bitstrips. Maybe I’ll find time to play some more later.
I’m not sure why I’ve been so hesitant to post news and tidbits of information lately. Maybe it’s because I’ve been lousy about taking pictures of anything except stuff I’ve been posting to Craigslist. (We’re having a huge house clean out and a yard/block sale this weekend.*) I guess I’m feeling guilty that I don’t keep a camera always in hand when chasing around the amazing Joseph, our own little Houdini, who manages to escape most barriers and get into everything. But he’s also doing some pretty cool new things. I have no new pictures today, but I do have a couple of stories to share. Kind of like the difference between watching something on TV and listening on the radio, I guess. The radio can still be entertaining.
The big new thing for me is that Joseph is putting things INTO other things. Until this week, Dan always called Joe a master of entropy. He’d empty a wagon, bucket, or basket full of anything. But putting them back in? No way. If we put them back in, he’d give us a look as if he was morally offended, then frantically throw everything out again. I had horrible visions of life in a disaster zone where my kid would never clean up anything. But a few days ago, I found my Crocs (that I had taken off and left in Joe’s playroom) inside his Megablocks wagon. Joe had been in the playroom for at least 10 minutes while I “rested my eyes” on the adjacent couch. I was listening to him bang and throw this and that and expected to open my eyes to the usual disaster area. But it was tidy — I mean tidy – when I looked up. There were a couple of small toys tossed over the gate, but otherwise all the blocks, Weebles, miscellaneous toys (and my shoes) were piled into some container. I beamed. I was one proud mommy. Now if I can only convince him that stacking the blocks is a good thing…
The other kind of funny and interesting new thing that Joe is doing is walking backwards. Yes, backwards! And he knows that it’s clever because he’s constantly checking to see if we’re watching him while he does it. He’s pretty good at it, but he does end up going in circles most of the time. This morning, he started windmilling his arms frantically while he walked backwards. And, no, he wasn’t losing his balance. What a little show off! I so wish we could capture that on video. Dan’s looking into a little pocket video camera good for web-only video. Maybe that will be a good option for us for now.
* If you’re a Denver local, email for Block Sale details.
**OK, maybe not everyone thinks these are such cool new things. But we’ve sort of given in to being those parents, at least on the blog. You know who I’m talking about: “my kid this, my kid that.” Boring stuff for single folks and anyone who really doesn’t care about your kid’s newest, tiniest development. This blog has sort of morphed into a Joe Fest. It’s not about us, or “our” adoption anymore. It’s about this wonderful, beautiful little man who’s the center of our universe. And maybe a few tidbits about us too when we take a breather from the little prince. It could be about adoption again someday, but not anytime in the near, near future. In fact, we’re selling off all of Joe’s infant stuff (infant seat and stroller, clothes, toys, etc.). But that’s a story for another post.
Wow. My first Mother’s Day. Me. I’m a mom. And I love it…even if my first was a bit impromptu.
Honestly, Dan and I both sort of forgot. We were in Seattle most of the week and flew home late on Saturday night. We knew we wanted to spend Mother’s Day with Noni P, but the day sort of creeped up on us and we didn’t have plans as of this morning.
Dan took care of Joe and let me sleep in, which was divine. When I did finally get up, we scheduled a time to pick up Noni P for lunch, then made a few phone calls. Luck was on our side and we were able to score a last-minute reservation at The Fort in Morrison for their all-day brunch.
Our reservation was later in the day, so we took a drive to Red Rocks first and had a stroll around there. What a perfect day for the trip! The sky was clear enough to see to the airport and it was a lovely 80 degrees (according to one blinking sign in Lakewood). We didn’t realize that this was Noni P’s first trip to Red Rocks; she just loved it and that made the day even more awesome.
We arrived at The Fort about a half-hour early — starving, but hopeful — and they sat us right away. Their brunch spread was, well, one word: YUM. And the good stuff was surprising: perfect asparagus, divine fresh pineapple, and the sweetest of shrimp. They also had quail, bison sausage, and the typical (but not typical tasting) brunch fare. Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. Mmmm mmmm. I really wish I had taken my “buffet bag” to sneak home a few extra goodies…
It’s wonderful being close to family for holidays and special occasions. Having Noni P in town for this past few weeks has been an utter delight and now we just can’t wait until Germom gets here too. Anyone else considering a relocation? We’d love to have you nearby!
…your idea of a really romantic Valentine’s Day means sharing a homemade pizza and sitting on the bed watching Lost while the baby is in the bouncer eating Cheerios. Hey, at least we shaped the pizza into a heart (sort of)! I guess that time Dan spent working at Pizza Hut in college paid off. He he.
Dan and I celebrated our 9th Valentine’s Day together last night. I bought (gasp!) him a card (nope, didn’t make it) . He checked out a library book on Valentine’s Day for me to read. Ahhhh…
We didn’t know it, but this morning our phone was ringing off the hook. At 6:05am. At 6:08am. At 6:10am. At 6:18am. Then again at 8:09am. We missed all the calls, but the last one woke us up. I leaped from bed, hurdled the pillows on the floor, and dashed to the office like a mad woman. I was too late to get the call, but that didn’t stop me from sprinting back into the bedroom, phone in hand, and attacking it like a junkie in need of a fix. There were, in fact, five — 5! — missed calls. In that split second, I was simultaneously thrilled and terrified. What if…it was THE call??? The baby call? Where we too late? Would they call someone else? I looked at Dan with hopeful eyes.
I had to giggle at one of our blog comments yesterday. Kristi said, “when you guys do stress you do it big!” Oh hon, you don’t know the half of it. Let me tell you a story about how our whirlwind of a life started. Nearly 9 years ago…
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No news on the adoption front. We’re still sitting on pins and needles. It’s a good thing, then, that I had the BEST distraction today. I got to babysit the happiest kid on the planet.
When I expressed concern about the cost of adoption early on in this process, a friend of mine, who is a great woman of faith, assured me that the money would “come when it was needed.” Yeah…uh huh. I was skeptical. She didn’t know my situation.
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