I miss you guys out in blog land. I miss hearing from you and throwing my words out in the blog breeze. It sounds like we have hope of getting internet back and running early next week. So after that you can expect to get my nonsensical daily posts. Yippee!
Until then, we're off to my 'rents' lakehouse once again. Zachary gets a few hard earned days off so we are heading there as a family and I'm one smitten kitten.
Couple things about this week:
Trysten and I were snuggling before bed. He asked me if I was ready to give him more brothers and sisters. I asked him how many he wanted. Well, 5 brothers and 5 sister, please. Ok, gulp. He said Doozie should have a sister next, because he likes having a brother. That makes sense. And then he had one special request, "Mom, can we get the rest of them from Ethiopia, not from your belly?" "Why's that?" I ask. "Because I got scared when you had to go the hospital with Doozie." So cute. I love that my 5-year-old realizes there are multiple ways we can bring family members into our lives. Good lesson to learn at a young age.
I was having a rough week with Tariku. He wasn't taking naps and was feisty in the afternoon. Then Trysten would get home from camp and be equally feisty. Sweeet. So last night I decided I needed some perspective and watched Tariku's lifebook from his time in Ethiopia before me. It was just what I needed. I got to see the sacrifice, the love. It made me realize I was just being a whiny mom and I had literally very little to complain about. Perspective is the best mirror in the world sometimes!
Much love. Talk soon! :)