Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Finally in Colorado

Finally we made it to Colorado. Can you see the mountains? Can you feel the cooler, drier air?

Alan, so glad to not be driving anymore and glad to not be in the heat.

We went to the Air Force Academy. This was on the walk to the chapel.

We looked in all of the chapels. It was pretty neat.

The Protestant Chapel. This is the organ and choir loft.

The platform.

My sweet family. Note the pouty look on the little one's face.

Now here come the smiles!

This is the "HAHA, I got what I want" face. I told her she had to walk....

My wonderful children, pretending to be in the Air Force.

The Air Force football field. My Horned Frogs will be there in September. Go Frogs!! The Air Force Academy was incredible. I am so thankful for the men and women who choose to dedicate their lives to the service and protection of our great country.

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On the way to Colorado

On the way to Colorado, we decideded to stop at some Nebraska sites that I had never been to. Normally I like to drive straight and not sightsee, but I thought, what the heck, we might as well. It is our state. So we stopped in Kearney, NE at the Kearney arch. It was pretty cool to go through and hear some of the history of this great state.

Tossing coins on this big map.

You go up in the arch and everyone had earphones that led you through the exhibit.

Alan explaining the route that was taken.

Very cool to see how big a part the UP played in NE. It is really neat to be part of a company that helped connect our country.

Hannah loves to have her picture taken.

Top of the arch, looking out over the interstate.

North Platte, NE
Home of the Golden Spike

Still my railroad enthusiast.

Still loves having her picture taken. Can you just see the sass? Love this little one!

Looking out over the railyard, watching the trains hook up.

Peek a boo

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Monday, August 1, 2011

God's Amazing Blessings

We had the privilege of sharing our Gotcha Day with some of the same people we shared it with 3 years ago. We all met in Colorado and spent time together laughing, crying, comparing notes, remembering what used to be and looking forward to what is to come. 3 years ago, we were handed beautiful little strangers. Today we have these amazing little girls that are active, funny, loving, witty, charming, and yes, even a little naughty at times. One of our group made a video of our Gotcha moments and then put in pictures of the girls now. It was incredible to watch the video because it took each of us back to that day, to that incredible moment when our name was called and we were handed our forever child. It was as overwhelming now as it was back then.

These are just some of the beautiful girls from China who have become a part of forever families over the last few years.

And these are our Guangdong Girls-6 of the 14 girls who came home 3 years ago and changed our lives forever. God is so faithful and good. Thank you Lord for each of these amazing blessings!!!
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Friday, April 29, 2011

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Easter 2010

Our family at church Easter Sunday morning.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Sam and his suit

Sam wanted to wear a suit, so last week we went to Kohl's and bought him a suit.  He looks so handsome in his suit and tie.  And so much like his father!!!

Hannah had to have her picture taken, too.  She is getting so big!

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Adoption and what other people think

Interesting title.  Today has been a day where I have spent way too much time on the computer.  Sam is home sick and I am just sitting beside him on the couch, surfing while he watches sports and movies.  So why the topic?  I have some adoption websites and forums that I like to read.  They keep me in touch with what other mom's of internationally adopted kids are going through.  Usually there is good insight and information.  Today just made me think.  On one site a mom asked about having to explain to people when asked about their child's "real mom".  For those outside the adoption community, this is like saying"you are not real, you don't count".  (now I don't feel this way-I get that people don't always know the pc thing to ask, so they ask whatever is on their mind.  I haven't really had this happen yet, but I hope I can answer with dignity and grace and take it with the spirit in which it was intended.) The big debate was whether these birth moms or biological moms or whatever you choose to call them, should be called mothers.  And it was a big argument.  Amazing.   There are people who know their children's stories of how and why they were placed in orphanages.  Some are ugly stories.  And I don't fault anyone for how they feel or even pretend to know what they are going through.  But I do know how I feel at this very time.   You see, my daughter is Chinese.  When people see us together, it isn't that big a leap to think she is adopted.  I am her real mom.  I am the one who gets her dressed and feeds her.  I am the one who gets to make her laugh and who wipes her tears(and her behind-at this point in time). I get to hold her.  When she climbs in my bed, it is my hand she grabs in her sleep, or my face she touches.  I get the joy and privilege(and the yucky stuff too)of raising this incredible child.  However, I did not give her life.  There is a woman, on the other side of the world, who spent 9 nine months with this beautiful girl inside her.  She gave birth to her.  And then for reasons only known to her, she dressed her and put her in a place where she would be found.  This woman could not care for my girl, but she put her where someone else could.  In a country where abortions are common and where there are stories of baby girls upon birth who are drowned in buckets, this woman gave this baby a chance.  Did she love her?  She loved her enough.  And that is enough for me.  So yes, for me, she is Hannah's real mom as well.

And then on another site, there was a blogger who feels that people who adopt internationally see themselves as saviors and with enough money, are entitled to these babies.  Followed by the whole "there are tons of children in the US. Why don't you adopt these AA kids to make your family diverse?"  And then the comments after...really?  I didn't realize how horrible a person I was.  We just wanted a daughter.  The blogger was talking to the Haiti story and the reaction of the IA community.  When I see the pictures of the children in Haiti with no food or water, a country that is in ruins, a government that is unable to function, my first instinct is to want to rescue these children.  There, I said it.  I want them to be safe, and well fed and in a home surrounded by people who love them.  Do I want them to leave their country? No, not if that country can take care of them?  Do I think every thing should be done to find their relatives?  Absolutely!  Should adoption even be considered at this point in time?  NO!!!  But the welfare of these children should be our concern.  Who will stand for them?

So I think I am better off not being on the computer so much.  I would rather not know what the world  thinks of our choice to adopt.  I know we made the right choice.  God led us to this girl.  Is she better off living with us than in an orphanage, surrounded by people who look like her?  I like to think she is.  Are we better with having her here with us?  Absolutely.