Happy Days......well....sort of.

So Owen is now 13months old. He is in the transition of baby to toddler, if he is not there already and I am just in denial about it. Whatever the case, we began cleaning out his drawers and closet for all the clothes and baby toys that are useless to him now. It was a bit sad to know he isn't that sweet little infant that I loved to hold and kiss. Now he has become this rambunctious little boy that loves to give hugs and kisses as if it is a pit stop from his high speed playtime. I am excited however at the possibilities his toddler years bring. We are looking forward to lots of activities with him this summer that weren't possible last year.

Today signified an end to one stage of Owen's life and the beginning of another. A little sad yet a little exciting.


Owen in the midst of the mess.


OK, He looks a bit tired of cleaning.....or perhaps he is holding the Sneetch captive for more vanilla wafers.


We really needed more compartments. I didn't realize how much stuff we needed to pack up. There were also about 4 other bags in the garage I had bagged up last week....geez!

Cowboys and Jager.....

Joy and Me!


It isn't often that I experience new things anymore. Partly because I have done more in my short life than I would probably like to admit but it is also due to the fact that I don't get out much anymore.

My longtime childhood friend Joy and I were exactly alike growing up together...boy crazy, swapping Sweet Valley High books, listening to New Kids on the Block and Debbie Gibson....but somehow around the age of 17 the two of us ventured down different paths...her country, me rock and roll. Despite our differences in music and men (she is obsessed with guys in cowboy hats with enormous belt buckles) we have remained inseparable.I have always considered myself a little bit artsy and strange, a child of the grunge era. But somehow this past Friday I found myself for the first time ever at a country concert. Yep you read that correctly....COUNTRY!!!

She convinced me to go to Wild Bill's with her to see Chris Cagle in concert. Our closet country girlfriend Kristin met us there. We were right up front full of excitement and Jager!!!! Kristin and Joy sang all the words while I attempted to catch onto the lyrics. We danced the night away, made drunk phone calls to Lori and I swear Chris Cagle waved to me! We screamed and laughed so much some guys beside us got a little freaked out! Needless to say we had a great time! I enjoyed most being with my girlfriends and letting loose. Oh and the music wasn't so bad! ;)

To Joy I would like to say I had a blast and I love you, despite your taste in music ;) Also I really think we should go see Billy Ray in March!!! haha

To Kristin...I miss you. I miss your craziness and wish I could experience it more.


Chris Cagle....Chicks really dig him...or so he says!

I would like to say..................

GO HILLARY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



Please go read about her perspective and plans on all this issues on her website.

A Burden On My Heart That I Just Couldn't Shake....

For a few months now I have had a heavy burden on my heart that I could not get rid of no matter what I did. I have felt this tugging on my soul to explore in detail the idea of adopting a child from the foster care system. I kept thinking about all the students that passed through my doors while I was a teacher that had been failed by society and how their lives could have been so very different if only for different circumstances. The main reason that Dustin and I want to adopt is not due to infertility issues, we simply want to give a loving, stable home to a child that needs one. A family is built through love and I do not feel that I need to give birth to a child to love them from the deepest parts of me. This is what lead us to adoption in the first place.

As most of you know we had been pursuing an Ethiopian adoption for an infant girl. Today however, we went to an Orientation meeting with our local county to learn more about adopting through foster care. All I can really say is that I felt as if a huge brick had been lifted from me. I began to cry talking with the social worker about our future daughter and the path to building our family. She was wonderful and understanding about my fears and hopes with following this particular path. After a lot of questions, discussion, and research me and Dustin feel this is the path we need to follow. I do feel a bit saddened about the little girl we would have had from Ethiopia but for our family this feels right.

We are still going to request a girl 0-14months. We are open to any race and most likely will receive a presentation for a child of African American decent, meaning AA or biracial. The reason for this is that the majority of children in foster care are of AA descent in our state, one website said 51%, and since we are open we will most likely be matched with a non Caucasian child (the Caucasian children are often adopted much faster and matched more easily with other families).

I hope that as we follow this path that we retain the friendships we have acquired through our Ethiopian support group. I hope that all our children will become friends, although our daughter may not come from a foreign country she will still be in a multi racial family and experience many of the same situations as our Ethiopian counterparts.



Thank you to all of you that have and are supporting our family through this journey.

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