Husbando and I took Nephy-Niece to the zoo Saturday for a birthday party. As Schnookie put it, “…he isn’t too proud to be your child by proxy as long as cake is involved”. So we loaded him up for a day of adventure:
Gonna be the best day of our life!!
He was SO happy the whole day and a trooper even when I was
spraying sunscreen in his eyes gently protecting him from the sun’s harmful rays. We went to Braum’s for lunch where he got to play in the ketchup have a nutritious lunch of chicken and fries. We strolled the zoo, went to the party, saw a real tortoise and had TWO pieces of cake, an entire cup of ice cream and a cup full of pink lemonade learned all about animals. By the time the party was over he was amped on sugar knowledge he was bouncing off the walls. Half way home he had mellowed out and was in a sugar coma enjoying all his party favors quietly. I can’t wait to get to take him again when he may actually care about the animals. Big thank you to the Cantu family for inviting us to Eli’s birthday! We all had a lot of fun!!
BlastGear made the adorable shirts! Click the picture for the link.
This weekend is ScrapPink! Every 6 months I plan a Susan G. Komen fundraiser where we scrapbook our hearts out for a good cause. For just $50 you get a shirt (aren’t they cute this year?!), goody bag, door prizes, dinner Friday, lunch and dinner Saturday, snacks and drinks all weekend, a $10 donation to Susan G. Komen for the Cure, two days of serious scrapping and a weekend of fun with friends! This round we will be in “The City”* at the church Schnookie and Sis-In-Law attend. It is the first time doing it so far from home so fingers crossed I get there with everything we need!
It has been about 6 months since I have actually scrapped something for myself so I hope I remember how. I got my room all set up at our new house about 4 days before we decided to start our adoption process so I have been trying to figure out how to make this work. I can’t exactly tell DHS I want to make all the kids live in one bedroom room so I can still have a craft room. Where does one even get three-high bunk beds? Good thing we have tons of other options for areas I can work in. I’ll update you with what I actually get done (hoping for at least 10 pages) when the weekend is over.
*”The City” = Oklahoma City to people who live within 3 hours of it.
My entire life people have been saying my name wrong. Oh well. At least I’m not one of these.
“Adoptive parents are not “special” although they may appear so in adoption agency advertisements, where they are presenting themselves so they look “special” so that you will choose them. Remember, adoptive parents, like other people, may divorce, lose their jobs, have health problems, abuse alcohol and drugs.”
Well isn’t that a kick in the pants. Nothing like being insulted first thing in the morning. Thank you Lorraine and Jane for clearing that up for me. I mean I know we aren’t adopting an infant from an agency but I’m still irritated with this. Adoptive parents are not special? *Lips pressing together* Uh oh, I think we all know where this is going. *Kneading hands* I’m going to get fiesty, aren’t I? *Sigh* Yup… here it comes.
Rules For Adoption Blog Fight Club
- Do not put quotes around special.
- Do NOT put quotes around special! There are plenty of legitimately special people that are looking to adopt and don’t you act like you know that they aren’t. I think everyone who participates in an adoption exchange is pretty special. Anyone willing to take another person’s child in as their own and any woman who decides to give a child a new/better home is special. The baby is special, the attorney is special, EVERYONE is special in their own way.
- Stop acting like we’re all on the same level. WHAT?! WE AREN’T ALL THE SAME? OH NO I’M GONNA DIE! If I was in the situation that I got to choose the person who would take over parenting for me (and I can in my own will) you better believe I would want them to be as cool as me. Or even cooler if I could find it. Hard to believe but it could happen. I’m not saying everyone should find cooler parents to raise their child just b/c someone will always be cooler than you (Adele could use a few more kids) but why tell pregnant women that adoptive parents can’t be better? Maybe we aren’t. Maybe we are. And maybe they know it. And maybe it will be difficult but she will make the decision to give that baby a better life. Maybe birth mother is the best option but she is not the only option.
- If you want to fight, fight fair. I agree that there may be adoption agencies out there overly-glorifying adoption but two wrongs don’t make a right so don’t under-glorify it either. It can be the best thing for everyone involved when everyone is on the same page.
Well there you have it. My rant o’ the week. Summed up with this:
I think adoptive parents are pretty special.
I have an unhealthy obsession with hair accessories. I wear a flower/headband/bow almost every day. Recently my obsession came into a new light when I found at least a half dozen pics on my phone that included me making others share my obsession. Here are their stories:
Poor Stellie is often a subject of my obsession.
Nephy-Niece had enough hair for a ponytail before they gave him his first haircut.
This is Jaxon. With him I went minimal with just swoopy bangs.
Post-haircut Nephy-Niece still has enough for a pretty big bow.
Lumps is a trooper.
Also, I’ve been practicing my french braids and ‘rows.
Regan’s turned out perfect…
Like I said, Lumps is a trooper.
Then finally, I thought I’d share this
pic of my wide load picture of my new hair cut and color. Yup, thats purple ; )
With so many nasty birthmother blogs out there I thought it would be nice to share something wonderful my friend found for me. This woman is such an inspiration and I love her for speaking so openly about her experience. She had such a wonderful outlook on the process and I wish more birthmothers could feel the same way about their choice. God is in control of the situation and she acknowledges that beautifully.
Best 10 minutes of my week.
Husbando snapped this pic of Madre & Nephy-Niece and I can’t even tell you how adorable I think it is. I can’t wait.