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We Are The Truth - Adoption Blogger Day

2010-04-15T22:35:00.006-05:00

Today, families across our country are blogging about their successful adoption stories. We want the world to know that, unlike the recent, highly-publicized incident, adoption works. While adoption, and certainly international adoption, isn't an easy road, it is a process that should still be available for children and families.

Our family is complete through adoption -- this is our TRUTH!

Funny, this blog was created to document our adoption journey. I'd never really considered blogging until, well into our adoption process, I stumbled upon words from others like us...waiting for Vietnamese children. My family story is contained in my archives, with the highlight being our trip to Vietnam in December 2007.

While I can't define the moment we decided to adopt and I can't really even explain how we ended up being drawn to Vietnam, I can tell you that those choices have brought undefinable love and happiness to our lives. We'd been blessed with one biological child and realized that another pregnancy just wasn't in the cards for us. But, as is often the case, we weren't done.

We were drawn to a daughter.

We were drawn to Vietnam.

And, she was there...
(Adoption Referral Photo-the first time we saw her face.)

I remember the panic and nervousness like it was yesterday. What if she doesn't like us? What if she isn't happy? And, my (secret) biggest concern...what if I don't love her as much as the boy? I mean, what if "adoptive love" is really different, really not the same as "biological love". Intellectually, I believed it to be the same, equal...just as powerful, but inside, I was scared. I'd heard others profess that your children are your children, no matter how they come to your family. And, I wanted desperately to believe it because I just couldn't live with myself if I loved "one" more than "the other." It was my silent battle for months.

I can't begin to explain it, but the moment her picture arrived in my inbox, I knew. I knew, for sure, 1000 percent. This.was.our.daughter. This marvel of hair, this teeny-tiny being across the ocean was..."us". It is terribly cliche' and corny, but...we were meant to be. I believe that. I KNOW that.

(His connection to Her was immediate. They were drawn to each other in an instant.)

And now, I don't remember the emotion of waiting. I don't remember the longing for her. For just like labor and delivery with the boy, I've forgotten the bad parts. (Although I'm sure those archives contain a fair amount of whining ;-). Our lives are not perfect, we've had our issues; but we are complete and that is OUR TRUTH.

(Message in orphanage book, Christmas Eve 2007)

We were drawn to a daughter.

We were drawn to Vietnam.

And, now, she is here.

Phone pictures

2010-01-25T21:27:00.002-06:00

I've never been much of a picture taker with my phone. I'm sure this is probably because when I first got a mobile phone, the quality of the pictures was so poor. Whatever the reason, I generally just don't think to use my phone as a camera.

When I broke down and got an iphone a couple of months ago, I started to change my tune a little. There are tons of free (and inexpensive) apps that can help improve the quality of your pictures. In fact, there's a whole section in your app store! (Another blog that I read was discussing this very subject yesterday...I wish I could remember who so that I could link you to it.) At any rate, one app that I use quite often is PS (Photoshop) Mobile. It is super easy to adjust your exposure (making your photo lighter or darker), adjust the saturation (making your photo brighter, giving it a little pop), turn it black and white, rainbow, and/or add a frame. It's a great little app for on the go. I also hear good things about Shake it Photo, although I don't have it.

Now that I've talked about iphone apps for photography, I'm going to show you photos that I took with my iphone, but that I DIDN'T edit with my iphone. BAWHAHA! I gotta keep you guessing! (See, the whole blog topic is about using the dang phone to take pictures and I did that, OK?!)

When I picked Sister up today, she wanted to stop at the fountain and get a drink before we left. I was standing there, adoring how perfectly sweet she looked as she tried to get that stream of water in her mouth. The light was reflecting beautifully off her amazing face and I thought..."Oh, I wish I had my camera." So I reach into "my business" to pull out my iphone. (Yeah, now you know, I carry my phone in my bra like a common jail bird! And man, is it difficult to hide that since the ole' reduction, but I digress. It's a topic worthy of its own day!)

Anyway...

This picture is straight out of the camera. I didn't adjust anything, I just added a frame. (Cause I like things to be cute like that, you know?) The reflected light helped this turn out to be a decent "camera phone" picture.

BUT...since the BIG win yesterday, I've become totally obsessed with these! I quickly edited this picture using my new loot...and WOW...Can I just tell you how much I LURVE, LURVE, LURVE these!!!)

So, I guess not having a picture for my post isn't an excuse not to blog. Who was gripping at me about that recently, hum?? (But that's just because she's all fancy and doing a 365-thingy;-)

Oh, and Emily, thanks for your comment...I love comments. That isn't my beautiful girl in the photo yesterday. She belongs to Shana Rae, the creator of Flora Bella Collection. She is precious though, huh? Check back the second week of July though, cause I am TOTALLY gonna copy that photo with my girl!!

SO EXCITED!!

2010-01-24T17:42:00.004-06:00

I won! I won! I WON!!! (Yea me!!!)

I recently discovered the Flora Bella Collection. It was love at first sight. Like I mentioned a few posts ago...I can just see DoriGrace like this at the beach this summer!

(We won't have any trouble getting her to be that sassy, will we???)

I entered a contest at I Heart Faces (an incredible blog that everyone should follow regularly) to win the Flora Bella Collection. A beautiful collection of textures and actions that I can.not.wait to get my hands on! I heart faces is such a great blog...for those who photograph, those who want to photograph, or simply those that love pretty pictures.

AND IIIIIII WWWWWWOOOOONNNNN!!!

(Now, I gotta finish all these household projects so that I can take some pictures!!!)

2010-01-23T22:10:00.003-06:00

I love this boy...

I hate this hair....

It makes me feel terribly old...terribly old and WAY uncool. He thinks it is cool. My stylist thinks it is cool. I think it is a mess. He loves it and begs me everyday not to cut it. Everyday I think to myself (at least once), "that hair...that hair has got to go!" I threaten a cut...a big cut...one that involves a razor. He whines...he BEGS. And, I say to myself, "Pick your battles". So, the hair survives another day. Sigh.

Today was the Pinewood Derby for his scout group. He didn't put too much effort into his car and he was happy to place third in his den for the second year in a row.

He wasn't the fastest.

He wasn't the slowest either.

And, most importantly, he wasn't the shaggiest.

15 Minute Photo Challenge

2010-01-22T18:56:00.005-06:00

When I recommitted to blogging, I mentioned that one of the things that I was doing this year was concentrating on photography. To that end, I joined a local photography group in an effort to meet, network, practice and learn with others. I was SO nervous to go to the first meeting...walking in to a restaurant to join an established group. Man, glad that is over!

Another way I want to work on my photography is through doing a 15 minute photo challenge every week. I got the idea from this dude...I've learned a ton from his site. It is all about taking just 15 minutes, one lens and seeing what you can come up with. Basically, practicing photography!

For this first installment, I am using shots from a little shoot I did with my new photography group. We met up downtown and were assigned random props. I got this crazy little devil duck. I also did a little work with an old camera.

Lots to learn, but it's a start....

This was a pipe in an empty fountain. I just loved seeing the light from the other side.

This really makes me laugh...if you are from OKC, you know there ain't no "under ground."

The teal in this shot is from a huge (like 25 foot) exclaimation mark that sits along Park Ave. downtown.

Just liked the look of this camera with a little texture.

For About 2 hours...

2010-01-18T21:00:00.002-06:00

...the hair...

...was beautiful...

...until she took a nap...

...and yacked...and it had to be washed...

and then it was straight again.

If My House Were Burning...

2010-01-11T19:25:00.007-06:00

I'd save you!

As much as I try not to be, I can get pretty caught up sometimes in "things". Things can make me smile. They can bring a memory that has been tucked away in the back of my mind to the front, changing my thoughts and direction. They make me miss times gone by and often, special people that are no longer sharing my life.

My most important "things" don't always come with price tags. Many times they weren't even purchased. I've been blessed with many generous, thoughtful gifts in my life and many of those items are my "things".

Though I don't come from a particularly close, strong or tradition-based family, some of my "things" are family items. There's the Walker step stool. My grandpa Walker worked with wood as a hobby and in the early days, he made step stools for those getting married and having kids. Among your wedding or new baby gifts, you'd find a beautiful oak stool engraved by his shaky hand. Everyone has one. We've got three and they all get used...every day. Even though he's been gone for 10 years, his legacy lives on in those stools. My brother, Big, picked up the tradition so all new babies will be able to reach the sink as they grow.

I have this crazy blue porcelain bowl that we bought when we lived in Japan. You'd never know how much I love it because I keep it up on a shelf...hidden so the monsters don't have a chance at breaking it! (It's high too...they can't even reach it with a Walker stool!) I sometimes take it down just to hold it and stare at its beauty and remember our carefree years living overseas. It is interesting the things I love...the things I obsess about...silly.little.things.

At the top of my list today...the crazy guy from above...

...the table and chairs, loving built ten years ago (by Big) to match WB's jungle nursery. (Painted by his then-wife...I love the hair on dude's legs...and the overly worn map of the Congo.) It reminds me of my babies eating in my kitchen...of JB's knees popping as he squats down to sit in a too-small chair and eat dinner with Little Sister...and of how time flies when you are watching babies grow.

So...if your house were on fire, what would you grab? Have you ever been asked that question? (And, don't say your scrapbook, everyone says that!) This isn't a good question to ask me. Really, it isn't. I've come to realize that I probably won't make it out of my burning house alive, for there are too many "things" that I love.

She'd Stay Here Forever If She Could...

2010-01-05T22:55:00.003-06:00

How about that outfit? Apparently, it is one of her dad's favorites because he dresses her in it a lot. Must be the boots..

No flash here...it is the terrible light of my kitchen, first thing in the morning. Can't wait for that new camera so that I can get rid of some of this noise when I am taking pictures inside.

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Thanks old friends so coming back and hangin' out!

Check out this link to the Savvy Photographer and Bella Flora actions. This little Asian girl on the beach....I need the assessories for DG on the beach this summer! Isn't she adorable!!!!

MORE and BETTER is EXPENSIVE

2010-01-04T21:02:00.005-06:00

Since so many of my original blogging friends aren't active much anymore, my Reader account now overflows with photography blogs. If you're blogging, or just catching up, drop me a comment so I'll know you are out there so I can make sure you're on my Reader. ;-)

Even though I'm not committing to blogging everyday, I am on day four so "Whoo Hoo" for me! One of the reasons I needed an active blog was for the crazy amount of contests and photography related giveaways I enter. So, expect pictures and occasional links to contests and such.

OK...so the photography commitment. This year, I am committed to MORE and BETTER. Taking MORE pictures and taking BETTER pictures. I had resigned myself to practice. Last year, I spend money on training and stuff. This year, I am practicing. I understand how to shoot manually...I just need to practice. Everyday. Practice. Shoot. Learn. Practice.

To that end, yesterday I stepped out of my comfort zone and into a gathering at a local restaurant. I was terrified. I didn't know a soul. I almost couldn't walk in...but I took a couple of deep breaths and I did it. I joined a photography group. And, I survived. It wasn't bad...and I met some "normal" folks. People would will talk cameras and photography with me. I am giddy with excitement...I have people to shoot with.

I felt so good! I was working on my New Year's list...photography...yea! I am not spending $$...yea! But then....

then....

THEN...someone slipped this into my hands:

and I went weak in the knees.

Four days of not spending $$ is good, right? OK...three days of not spending money.

One of these bad boys is now in a box with my name on the label...headed to my house. Haven't been this excited in a long time..I.can.not.wait!

So...I'll be boring you with pictures from both cameras. Canon XSi vs 50D. After all, I'll have to justify the upgrade. ;-)

MORE...and BETTER!

Goddess or Medusa

2010-01-03T20:46:00.006-06:00

Yesterday's pictures were of the "Good Morning Sister" variety. That's how she wakes up. The ponytail from the day before is falling out...in a knot really. It is a total mess. Oh, and if you think no pony is an option...Fa-Get About it!

So, this is what she looks like fresh out of the bath. (And, you have NO idea how difficult it was to get her to sit still for this simple shot ;-)

She's pretty good about letting me brush her hair and put it up, but seriously, it just takes so much time and I think it always looks a mess. I've been thinking lately that cutting off a few inches may help the situation. When I posted a little blurb on the Book of Faces, folks really seemed to be opinionated. (LOL...like I LISTEN?!!)

After seeing Sophie Le's curls, I decided to give that a shot.

I was really prepared for a "Hot Mess". Well, I've got a "Hot Mess" everyday, so I guess I was thinking about a really "Hot Mess" with a mess of hair!

But, what I got was beyond my wildest dreams. My girl may NEVER have straight hair again.

It.Is.Amazing...

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Thanks for the encouragement and kind words about being back. I'm on quite a roll, eh?

Just Because...

2010-01-02T12:45:00.001-06:00

Just because I didn't post a picture yesterday, and just because I am experimenting with format and such...

Now, I'm off to clean my laundry room. I gotta start somewhere, right???

New Year...New Us!

2010-01-01T19:05:00.002-06:00

New Year, New Resolutions? Over the last few days, I've enjoyed listening to folks share both their resolutions and their opinions as to the relevance of resolutions. While I'm generally not a believer that big personal issues like weight, finance or lifestyle are good candidates to be addressed in a New Year's Resolution, I do find it beneficial to have "a list."

In case you're curious, here's mine.....

Things I want to spend time and effort doing in 2010:

*I want to concentrate on becoming a better photographer. I know, I know, that was on the burner for 2009 too. And, while I did make some progress, I've still got so far to go! One of the ways I want to "exercise my creative muscle" (as one of my idols says), is to do a "15-minute photo challenge" once a week. Shoot an interesting or ordinary subject for 15 minutes in a creative or challenging way. I'm looking forward to it.

*I want to blog again. My only question was: here, or at a new site? I'm kinda starting fresh again...hoping a few old adoption friends are still lurking...but I'm not really ready for a "photography" site. The problem is that back when I started changing the size of my photos, I lost some of my ability to change my format. (ie: sidebars) If I mess with stuff too much, my history (surprisingly, some folks still read about the best/worst day!) will be all jacked up. I realize that attempting to create a new blog might derail my blogging efforts so, for now, this will do. I've missed blogging. I've missed the outlet. I've missed the friends that didn't successfully transfer to the Book of Faces. Besides, my kids provide SO much material...like the 10-year old falling of the toilet earlier this week...I just have to write those stories down and this is the best way. So...anyway...here I am. NOT saying it will be everyday, but it will be regular so don't hate-just appreciate!

*I want to have a dinner party. Strange, I know. It's silly really. I have a perfectly lovely home. I have beautiful serving pieces and dishes. I'm a decent cook. BUT, having people over to my house (yes, sometimes even family) causes me to literally break out in a sweat. I want people to come over...really I do...but it just stresses me. I don't know why, but it seems to be getting worse every year instead of getting better. It is a weakness that I really gotta work on. So...this year...DINNER PARTY...at least 8 people. I gotta a whole year to plan...only eight people. Lord...I'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight from worry...

*I want to get back to work on my Masters. I've only got 12 hours to go...how hard can it be?? I just gotta get going again. Seriously.

*I want to go to a movie by myself. (OK...AGAIN...my strangeness is showing!) My mom has always LOVED to sneak off to a movie alone. I've never "got that." When I walk into the theatre, I always seem to be drawn to those "alone" folks and I immediately think, "Oh, how sad...they didn't have anyone to come to the movie with." I know that isn't always the case, but I think that because that is what I believe people would think if they saw me alone. And really, who cares? Like the dinner party above (gulp), it is one of those things that seems harder to think about doing every year. They are like muscles or joints that haven't been moved and they are getting stove-up. The older I get, the more I become a dependent, creature of habit...I hate that.

*I want to complete my home improvement list! We built this house six years ago and with two kids and one dog, we are starting to show some date and wear. This time next year, we'll be in the market for a new home (final...last home ever!) so I've got to get some things updated. I also feel like the more I concentrate on the home, the more comfortable I'll feel, and the more comfortable I feel, the easier it will be to have people over. Like...to a dinner party. Sigh.

***What didn't make the cut? Let's see...I'm down 20 lbs from this time last year and feel like I'll continue in that direction (because, frankly, there is SO far to go!) so it ain't makin' the list. Besides, most weight loss programs borne out of a resolution or a "cold turkey" decision haven't been successful for me. We are moving in a good direction financially and I have reason to believe we'll continue in that direction since I'm driving. (Ha! Ha!)I want to be a more patient person...a more tolerant, flexible mom...a less nagging wife. (But I only want to put things on my list that I'm gonna be successful at...;-)

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And now for coming attractions:

Sister's Hair - Goddess or Medusa?

and...for those that missed it...by popular demand...the full account of 10-Year Old's Toilet Injury!

I know...the suspense is killing you.

Didn't ya miss me? (OK, all 3 of my readers please feel free to respond.)

Where does time go?

2009-07-10T14:28:00.005-05:00

Two years ago this week, we were enjoying a beach vacation with out bff's. We'd found the perfect spot, Rosemary Beach, in the Florida panhandle. We'd found (what we believed at the time to be) the perfect house. My dad joined us and we had a week of sun and shrimp (or schrimps, as I like to call them), but something was missing.

We were anxiously waiting for the referral of our daughter. The 4th of July week was an amazing week of referrals and we were excited to move up the list from #9 to #4. Our little girl was beginning to seem "real." We dreamed of future trips back to Rosemary Beach, traveling with a little brown-skinned girl. We were sure she'd love the water, sand, surf and schrimps...and we couldn't wait!

Last week we were back for our big 4th of July celebration. Still on the same street but at a beautiful house next door to the original one. We expanded the crew (two other families of friends in "our" old house) and, of course, we were beyond blessed to have Papa with us again.

It was a perfect week...schrimps every night dinner, Lemon drops, Canasta games and Little Sister up at 6 everyday and ready to hit the beach in her pj's for a morning walk. She handles the heat and sun like a champ. She never tires of the water and the waves. She tries to boss everyone in the house around. She screamed through every shot, but she COMPLETES the family portrait.

Oh, and she hates schrimps but we're gonna keep her anyway.

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Donna, thanks for your comment. We love Avery...She's been our hair-inspiration!

Here Sissy...

2009-06-15T21:27:00.003-05:00

Let Bubba show you how this "slap bracelet"-thing works.

Just hold still. (Never mind my face.) Trust me, this won't hurt a bit.

See, I told you.

Isn't that pretty!

2009-04-26T22:17:00.002-05:00

It has been a while, huh? My few faithful readers...I appreciate you checking on me. Not too much going on in the Booth household. We spent last weekend in Tulsa with old friends, celebrating a 50th anniversary. (Such an amazing accomplishment...being married 50 years seems so impossible! That's a LONG time! Congratulations Dandy and San!)

We are gearing up for a busy couple of weeks. JB is gone this week, so I'll be covered up in single-parenthood responsibilities. Next week, I am off to Salt Lake for a photography workshop! Next, I'll have a little out-patient surgery and it will almost be time for school to be out. Wow...summer already!

Little Sister is still the biggest mess in town...and still the cutest. She is finally starting to add words to her vocabulary, but honestly, I swear sometimes she is speaking Vietnamese to me. LOL. (When she says her name, DoriGrace, it sounds remarkably like Thank You. Go figure.) Her laughter is the sweetest thing I've ever heard.

No pictures today, but I'll make up for that next time. Promise....and it won't be two weeks either.

The Boy

2009-03-30T00:10:00.002-05:00

Today, I was struck by how beautiful he is. Just looking at him makes me happy.

Even when he challenges me. Even when he tests me.

He causes my heart to swell with love, happiness...and pride.

After thirteen years of marriage, I was SO overjoyed to be pregnant. I had hoped, even prayed, for a boy! (Thought that might be eaiser than a girl...eight year later we've proved that to be fact ;-) At the time, I didn't have a clue about how he would change me, or what he would teach me.

And now, it is so hard to believe that he's nine and that he wants to grow longer hair and wear skinny jeans. That he wants to be a rock star and that he likes girls. But, he still always treats his sister with kindness, he still thinks his dad can do anything, and (most importantly) he still wants to live next door to his mama when he grows up!

See...the blog's not "just about Sister"!

Hoppy Easter

2009-03-21T23:02:00.002-05:00

The kids and I went to go paint pottery with our friends on Thursday. It always sounds like such a good idea. The stuff always looks so cute on the shelves and I always end up thinking that I can be creative and make something I'll want to display. Unfortunately, it doesn't usually turn out that way.

My friend, Lo, has painted plates with her kids for every occasion. They are adorable and I've wanted to copy them for years. Since she has her Easter stuff on display at her house, I asked her to snap a few pictures before we met at the mall so I could copy some of her ideas. With her pictures, experience and assistance...we tackled the project. (Not an easy task with 5 kids between us!)

Painting the little chick's foot

The finished product. WB's foot is the rabbit, Little Sister's feet are the little chicks, and my thumbs are the Easter eggs. (I get no credit, totally Lo's idea.)

I won't win any awards, but I am pleased with how it turned out. I learned some trick for next time so I hope to improve. Now, to get started on 4th of July, Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Valentine's day. We had a great time, and we are headed back next weekend (minus kids) so that I can paint some eggs!

I See Red Dots!!!

2009-03-17T19:48:00.004-05:00

I had intended to post a cute little story about WB and his ever-expanding vocabulary, but alas, that will have to wait another day.

I have an announcement:

I see red dots.

I see red dots and I know how to use them!!! Oh...people, this is big! You know, I want to be a photographer. I spend my spare time reading about photography, lusting after lenses and just plain trying to figure out how to take a better picture with my little "starter" camera. (Canon xsi) Well, by golly...I've turned a corner. The corner that takes you from blurry manual photos to FOCUS!! (With a little more practice, that is!) I'm so excited, I could just spit.

You know I stalk photography blogs. And, I've learned A LOT about photography and A LOT about photographers. I stalk the "great ones". The ones that just take great photos, and the ones that take great photos and create awesome art work, and the ones that do both and want to share their knowledge and passion. It is that last group...the ones that are secure enough in themselves to give...that inspire me. Sometimes people are a little sensitive about folks learning their business. Whatever...like I'll ever be "competition"...I'm a Midwestern housewife that just wants to capture of my family and friends. (Besides, if you think I'm givin' up the defined retirement benefit of my municipal gig before I hit 25 years, your nuts!)

At any rate, today thanks to folks like this, (and this, and this, and this), I GOT IT! They don't know me...but they teach me and I am SUPER grateful! And today....today I learned...I finally clued-in on how to move the red dots and lock focus! This little trick wasn't in my manual. The manual version was too hard for me to master quickly. And chasing Little Sister required a focusing solution that was fast. Moving the red focusing dots that you see in your viewfinder when you press your shutter button on your dslr means that you can make the focus concentrate on different areas of the picture. The top left corner, the bottom right corner, or on the most interesting place in the frame. This frees you up to "compose" a photograph.

And while I am thanking people, special thanks to my fellow AP (adoptive parent) Erin for her emails filled with info and encouragement. Just wait till her precious comes home and we get these two together to shoot!!

At any rate...

tonight...in the back yard...FULLY MANUAL and in FOCUS...my precious.....

Notice how the focus is on the eyebrow and falls off from there. (It is supposed to be the eye...but it is progress!)

OK, this one I REALLY love. No, not because she is crying! Because I shot through the trampoline netting. You can't even tell! By moving my red dot to focus on her face, it missed the net all together. Light bulb moment!)

Finally, a smile from the princess (and documentation of teeth grinding, an under bite and a future need for braces. But, ain't she cute?!! :). A great example of the 50mm lens. Of course, I only have a 1.8 (the poor man's version) but this was taken "wide open" at 1.8. (That is why the background is all blurry.) 50mm, 1.8, 1/250, iso 100.

What a great day! So much to learn...so far to go...but it is starting to click!

Finding My In-Betweens

2009-03-15T21:51:00.003-05:00

I don't know what happened...well, maybe I do...but, maybe that's not the point.

About 15 years ago, I lost track of some folks that had been a foundation for me before JB and I got married. They weren't high school friends, they weren't college friends, they were my "in-betweens". We were brought together through chance and circumstance. I had dropped out of college (for the 1st time..lol) and started working in a customer service job my brother found for me at the city paper. It was there that I met Tim. We had an instant connection. We laughed until we cried...which wasn't an easy task since it was 6:00 am on Sunday morning and people were screaming at us because their paperboy missed them. At any rate, my work friendship with Tim blossomed to include his friends, a couple of whom joined us at the paper and contributed to the funniest time of my life.

Tim, Ward, Shaun and Jennifer had been friends for years. Childhood friends that survived high school and college, boyfriends and girlfriends, and several "in betweens." They were different as night and day. Each one unique, each one original. A group that you would look at and wonder, "how, exactly, are they friends?" But, once you met them, you knew their connection was something special.

I loved these folks...and I lost them. There was no argument, no big fight, nothing, just life changing and people drifting. Over the years, I've thought of them often, missed them terribly, and wondered where they were. I knew "they" were still together...and if I could just find one...

And then came Facebook....

I found Tim in Australia and the others spread across Texas. As luck would have it, we are gathering in Tulsa for a special event next month. (CAN.NOT.WAIT!) Just being back in touch with them has brought back a piece of ME...a piece that I missed terribly!

Today, Shaun drove up from Dallas and went to the zoo with me and WB. It was a great day! Here are my favorite pictures of the day. (WB took one of Shaun and I, but it is too blurry to post so we'll get one next time!)

Two O'clock and All's Well!

2009-03-10T23:38:00.002-05:00

I'm a night owl. Love the evening. Love the quite stillness of the house. Love sitting up in bed with my laptop...admiring photographs, making friends, discovering the wealth of resources available on the internet, finding bargains (even though I can't spend this month!) and dreaming of new lenses. I just love the night. I'm generally ready to drift off to sleep a little after 11:00. But, not recently. Recently, I can't sleep...at all...until at least 2:00.

And...

It doesn't make me happy...

I'm tired...

I need sleep...

Desperately...

The time change has me reeling. I glance at the clock constantly. Every hour, on the hour, as though I am waiting on the night watchman to proclaim, "Two O'clock and All's Well!"

Maybe tomorrow I'll exercise, or take a PM medicine, or have a little drink. Maybe tomorrow...because somethings gotta give.

Twelve O'clock and Leigh's Tired!

Family Challenges - Month Two

2009-03-08T20:48:00.004-05:00

As I mentioned last month, we are undertaking a number of family challenges this year. In February, we challenged ourselves to not eat out at restaurants. Our motives were two-fold. One, we are trying to be more conscious of how we spend our money. Two, we are looking to restore balance in areas of our lives which seem one-sided. In this challenge, we were able to work on both of these things. For the month, all of our food was purchased at the grocery store and prepared at home. The first week was really hard, but after we got into the swing of things, it did get easier. (I will say that one month without a Sonic drink is an amazing feat!)

And now, for the results: $750. That's right, even with the increase in groceries, we saved $750. (I suppose that is a true reflection of how out-of-balance we were in this area! LOL.) JB and I both were eating out at lunch everyday, so that did account for approximately $300!!

We aren't interested in continuing this for an entire year, but it did put things in perspective. Like coming off a crash diet, we are slowly reintroducing restaurants into our lives, but consciously.

And now for the March challenge: No purchases, other than food, medicine and toilet paper. We can go out to eat, but we can't buy any non-food items for the month: No toys, music, books, clothes, household items, make-up, nothing... And man, it is SO much harder than last month!!! I'll have to keep you posted on this one.

My pictures today are Little Sister with her new toy. (Purchased last month). She loves this crazy magnate, music box, animal barn thing! She is so much more into refridgerator magnates than her brother ever was...

Thanks for the comments! Have a good week!

Where do we go now?

2009-03-04T19:11:00.002-06:00

I am simplifying things a bit. (Can you tell?) I am really feeling the need to begin blogging more, and to that end, am thinking about the future of this blog. While my babies are still the primary focus of everything I do, I am getting more into the "whole photography thing" and want to begin to explore that world.

Since most of my adoption friends have moved on, I am feeling the need to move on too. However, for now, I am still attached to "Babbling Booth" and feel like it will still serve me until I (hopefully) have a need for a blog related to having a photography business. Babbling Booth is just me...it just is...

These days, most of my internet time is spent reconnecting with old friends on facebook and reading and trying to learn photography and photoshop. (To say that it is overwhelming for me is an understatement!) But...I am determined to figure it out, even if it just means taking awesome pictures of my family. (How did people ever learn before the digital age??? LOL?)

So, a bit of my direction has changed. Loyal readers (Yes, there still are a few!) will continue to be delighted and amazed by occasional stories of WB and Little Sister. Hopefully, there will be the added benefit of more pictures. I'm not interested in trying to set the photography world on fire, (I'm pretty much locked into my full-time job for the next ten years so there is no chance I can dedicate the time it would take to do that...as if the talent were there, LOL) and I don't have a ton of time, I just want to learn to take better pictures and share anything I learn along the way.

I am trying to get the courage to pull the camera out in more public settings and take pictures confidently. I (nervously) took a few shots of my nephews this weekend. My focus was off, my exposure is off and my white balance was off so they looked a little blue sometimes, but I just loved it...and I really learned a lot just from TRYING! Here are a couple of those shots...

This is the red-head...Big Red to his Papa...P-Park to his favorite Aunt Leigh. This photo makes me want to ask, "Whatcha thinkin' P-Park?"

This is O-Bo. His eyes look crazy blue in these photos (and they are) and I didn't mess with them at all. He does seem to have a slight blue cast, but his shirt is brown with light blue stripes. I did use a little color pop action (which is an automated process in Photoshop) on the next two pictures.

I tried to figure out how to do a sepia tone of this shot of the boys. Even though much of the detail in their faces if blown-out, I still like the photo.

Feel free to leave me a comment on my new direction, photos, or anything in general. I appreciate the feedback. I'll be redoing my blog header this weekend...any ideas?

8 Year Old Boys

2009-03-01T20:08:00.002-06:00

We had a great visit with my little sister and her family this weekend. It is so hard to believe that her boys are now EIGHT!

In my effort to work on my photography skills (or lack there of), I took a couple of shots of O-bo and P-park. Man, is it ever hard to get two 8 year olds in a photo! With a cat, a dog and DoriGrace scrambling to disturb things, we didn't get many that were suitable for framing; however, here is one of my favorites.

Happy Birthday boys, your Aunt Leigh (and your cousin DoriGrace) just can't get enough of you!

A Few From The Zoo

2009-02-22T18:42:00.004-06:00

We took the kids to the zoo today. I wanted to post a couple of quick pictures from the trip. My colors are a little off...I am still working on learning how to balance things. I may have very colorful pictures for a while...LOL...at least until I figure out what I'm doing.

This first shot is one I'll always remember. This was DoriGrace's first real trip to the zoo...I think she's been asleep the other times we've gone. Anyway, she spend the ENTIRE day waving at EVERY animal she saw and say, "Hi...Hi....Hi!" It was precious!

I also love these shots of our little daredevil. She is fearless and loves the slide. I love the Pippy-esque ponytails.

Finally, an experience in sepia. Our big boy spent the entire day with our point and shoot in his hand. He is about as interested in photography as I am and loves scrapbooking his images in Elements. This is my favorite shot of WB today.

Have a great week!

p.s. Even if the color is off, at least I have now mastered sharpening and saving for the web, and increasing the size! Yea! No more tiny pictures!!!

Internet Surprise!!!

2009-02-17T21:02:00.004-06:00

Like I said, I spend a little time on the internet...finding fun, interesting stuff, reading stories, studying photography, considering recipes, being totally addicted to facebook, and (on rare occasion) entering a contest. (Now, you must be sensing that my contest entering is on the increase since I was just talking about that the other day...anyway, back to my story...)

While surfing the other night, I stumbled upon a cute little blog for an etsy store named studio jk vinyl. Jamie was running a little contest for a $35 gift certificate to her store. Guess what? I WON!!! Yea me!!!

I'm so excited. (Even though I doubt JB will think $35 can absolve me of my casino losses for the month. LOL!) I can't wait to figure out what I'd like to order. I am leaning toward the Large Monogram with the scalloped edges, but I'm not sure.

Maybe something for DoriGrace's room? Who knows?

Anyway...I'm off to pick out my loot.

Nothing perks up a day like free stuff..Woo Hoo!

Internet Embarrassment

2009-02-14T18:16:00.005-06:00

Even though I don't blog as much as I use to, I still spend a fair amount of time surfing the internet and visiting all the blogs I have bookmarked in Reader. I have several everyday reads, some that I visit for recipes, some to learn photography and a few that I enter contests on.

One of my favorite everyday reads is the Noble Pig. I love Cathy's writing, wit and views of random daily events. I stumbled onto her site several months ago as I was searching for a recipe and I've been hooked ever since. She's such a cook and such a homemaker...she's building a winery for heaven's sake! (She's like internet famous for cryin' out loud!)

At any rate, Cathy was having a little Valentine's Day contest for some fancy chocolates and I thought I'd unlurk to enter the contest. (The chocolates were just too FANCY, I couldn't resist!) I didn't win...dang it! But as a result of my post on her blog, she popped over to see little ole' me and leave me a comment.

So, imagine my embarrassment when she (gourmet cook and fancy wine lady) sees this:

That's right...my 8-hour crock pot meatloaf. Oh, the embarrassment! I'm at a loss for words. But, I've learned my lesson. I pledge, no more food pictures unless it is plastered on Little Sister's face!

Now, I am off to bury my face in today's Ranch Mashed Potatoes and regress back to my internet "lurker" status! Too bad I don't have a tempting recipe to enter into Cathy's great Potato Ho Down! Oh well, I can hardly wait to see what everyone else comes up with!

A Quick PSA on Safety

2009-02-08T14:08:00.002-06:00

For the last 15 years, I've made the daily trek downtown and certainly had my eyes opened to other, less-safe, areas of my City. (No that isn't an error...we are The City and therefore, we are the capital and; therefore, we do capitalize.) Anyway, back to my message...

For the last 2 1/2 years, I've worked in our Municipal Court. Prior to this employment adventure, I'd always felt pretty "safe." I live in a nice, gated suburban sub-division. It's not exactly a high-crime area. Even though I see criminals everyday, I don't spend a lot of time (and more importantly effort) in thinking about my own personal safety. On the whole, as big cities go, mine is relatively safe.

But, I've had a "there but by the grace of God" moment and I wanted to use this little forum to remind the friends that read my blog to be cautious. I won't get too specific about the incident leading to my revelation, but I want to share the impact.

I have a friend that was the victim of a horrible crime...a HORRIBLE, H.O.R.R.I.B.L.E. crime. She was doing something I've done a thousand times. Leaving the mall, walking to her car. She was in a hurry...she was texting on her phone. And, she is...lucky, very, very lucky to be alive.

She shared her very personal, very moving and inspirational story with me on Friday night. I don't think I could be that strong. I don't think I could ever bounce back. I'm thankful she is. I pray I never have to find out and I pray you won't either.

So, please...

1. Get your keys out of your purse. Have them in your hand. Don't walk and dig...

2. Survey the area before you exit the building.

3. Walk assertively, hold your head up---look around.

Pay attention to your surroundings. We'd never dream of not paying attention to our children as they walk through a mall parking lot, but often when we are by ourselves, we are not as diligent about assessing our environment.

Let's be careful out there!

No Matter What They Say...

2009-02-05T20:11:00.005-06:00

Don't try meatloaf...

In a crock pot...

For 8 hours...

Not pretty...so not pretty that I couldn't even post a picture. Well...OK, I'll show you... but only in my effort to educate.

It sounded so good...so easy...and we love meatloaf...but it was a brick. In twenty-three years, JB has never said, "That wasn't very good?" or "I'm not eatin' that." He's a guy that loves military food in a bag (MRE's) and mess hall food. Tonight was SO bad, I actually took it away from him and said, "Please don't eat that." LOL.

On the other hand...Little Sister loved the mashed potatoes.

Thanks so much for your comments. I haven't blogged since I become addicted to Facebook. It is nice to know I still have readers...so few comments these days.

Can We Do It?

2009-02-04T20:34:00.003-06:00

As with many folks, the beginning of a new year ALWAYS brings conversations about money and financial goals to the Booth household. We are far from debt free, but find that every year we are less and less comfortable with owing lots of folks. We have looked into Mr. Ramsey and Suzie, we've taken a little advice from here and a little advice from there and figured out what we can “live” with.

We’ve never lived with a budget. I admire the heck out of those that can follow a budget. Budgets scare me. I know I’d be REALLY frightened to learn where our money really goes. We’ve just always been blessed to live how we want to live.

As our country, and our friends and family, look at difficult times ahead, we’ve talked about steps that we can take to cut back. Last week, we were talking about how much money we spend going out to eat. Between work lunches, family dinners, meeting friends, and a date night here and there, we figure food is one of our biggest monthly expenses.

So, just for fun (because we’re fun, JB and I) we’ve made a family commitment…no restaurant or fast food for the entire month of February. For the ENTIRE month! (What are we thinking???) No McDonald’s for the kids, no Arby’s on the way to cub scouts, no take out pizza on Friday night, no lunch after church…nothing. Not one $$ anywhere but the grocery store.

We’re tracking our savings and even with the increase in groceries, we figure we’ll save $500 this month. (Crazy huh? Shows how much we don’t eat at home!)

Day Four – We are surviving.

TET Celebration

2009-01-31T02:57:00.005-06:00

On Saturday, we went down the Asian district to watch the New Year's celebrations at several local businesses. (Special thanks to Mai at State Farm for being such a gracious hostess!)

We didn't really know what to expect but we really ended up having a great time. One thing is for sure, we've never heard fireworks like THIS before! WB had his hoody over his head with his fingers jammed in his ears because it was so loud!

The noise didn't really seem to bother Sister.

After the fireworks and dancing, the kids got some treats at the Asian market and we went to Cuppies and Joe for cupcakes and coffee. I'm glad we went and I'm glad our friends joined us, but next year...

EAR PLUGS!

Dealing With Ice and Snow

2009-01-27T21:06:00.004-06:00

I guess the only one really dealing with ice and snow these days is JB. He's trapped at home with the kids enjoying some QFT (Quality Family Time.)

Everyone knows that the rules change when Dad is in charge. What is funny is that I called home to check on things in late morning. Sister was napping and WB was out sledding down our driveway. As I was on the phone with JB, I had a call come in on my other line. I flipped over to a winded WB. Ever the politician, he was calling me(because he knew he was gonna be in trouble) as he walked home from the neighborhood park (where he didn't have permission to be) to beg me to override the discipline that he knew would be coming from his Dad. Like I have that power? LOL. Anyway, Dad made him come inside for a lecture, to warm up, have lunch, and read for 30 minutes and then the OLD softie let him out again for the afternoon.

Here's WB (looking like a mini 1980's super hero) in the snow...

Entertaining Little Sister on a snow day is a little more challenging because she screams every time brother heads outside.

Laundry-basket-bumper-cars in the middle of the kitchen is always a good idea.

Finally a picture from the weekend. Can someone please explain how this happened?

Our 17-month old suddenly discover a pacifier!! (Actually, it really just a passing fancy, but I couldn't resist getting a picture.)

Stay safe and warm....

Kill A Flash!

2009-01-22T21:43:00.004-06:00

Last night, JB and I took the boy to see Walking With Big Prehistoric Creatures. While the boy found it to be very entertaining, I was a little disappointed. We opted for the best seats on the cheapest night, the opening. ($179.70 total for all three of us) Not a cheap night by any means!

While I love the Ford Center, I get annoyed by the variety of food they serve and all the smells that I am forced to endure (not to mention the SMACKING) from those around me. But my real problems didn't start until the lights went down and the flashes came out. Sitting "in the round", I was constantly distracted by flashing cameras across the arena. In addition, there were several folks around me with new Christmas camera, EYEphones, etc, that either didn't bother, or didn't care, to read the manual to learn to take a picture without their flash. SOOOO inconsiderate!!!

The show was interesting, great music and sound effects, and an engaging narrator. The creatures themselves were both impressive and disappointing. I'd seen the commercials and ads and was lead to believe they were "robotic", but the larger ones actually have little sled-like, car-thingies under them with a guy driving. The smaller ones are little guys running around in a costume. I wanted them to be big remote controlled creatures so I could get lost in their wonder, and instead I was distracted by their humanness.

Anyway, the show is informative and the boys loved it. We had a great evening and more than anything, WB really seemed to thrive on having all our attention...just like the old days! So, for me...completely worth it.

DoriGrace-Proofing

2009-01-12T13:47:00.006-06:00

As Little Sister approaches 17 months, and seemingly gets quicker and quicker everyday, the reality of our situation is really sinking in with me. Maybe it is "selective memory", but I honestly don't believe her brother was ever this active. (Surely it is this child and not this mother's advanced age?) Seriously though, she's into EVERYTHING! And, it never ends. She doesn't stop...until she crashes. She's not a child that will sit in a lap, or listen to a book, or fall asleep on your shoulder. She is simply on-the-move. Constantly.

As a result, in addition to tagging her as "Busy Booth", we've also taken to calling her our "Toddling Tornado" because she leaves an unbelievable trail of destruction.

Fortunately for me, she was strapped in for this little adventure:

And to think, I foolishly thought I'd be able to make it through her childhood without latches on our cabinets and permanent gates on our stairs. I knew, when she climbed up the temporary gate, knocking it over and riding it like a surfboard down the stairs, that we were in trouble. We just can not put it off any longer.

It is time to DoriGrace-proof.

2009-01-12T11:58:00.003-06:00

It has been SO long since I've updated this thing...I'm at a loss of where to begin.

Let's see...

On Christmas Eve, in addition to joining the rest of the world in celebration, we expanded our party by observing the one year anniversary of DoriGrace joining our ranks. If you recall our nightmarish trek through the holiday masses on Christmas Eve last year in Saigon, you will appreciate our gift to little sister.

Piggy Luggage...just her size, just her color, just her animal...just perfect. (Even if my picture is blurry!)

We had a wonderful Christmas with friends and family. Of course, my plans of a "scaled down" Christmas went out the window as I looked at our barren tree two days before Christmas and had a brief meltdown. I hit the road to the mall and after a few hours of power shopping and wrapping, I felt much, much better. (They're only young for a little while....right?) Among their favorite gifts:

GH - World Tour

Little Pink Car

We packed the car and headed to Tulsa the weekend after Christmas to celebrate with my family. Here's a great picture of my folks getting ready for presents!

I should also explain that in our family a successful Christmas experience is measured by how many times we can make PaPa (my dad) cry. He's such a tender-hearted guy, especially after a few Christmas toddies, and he's often overwhelmed by the family, the babies, the babies that aren't babies anymore, holiday memories of his parents, etc, and he's evolved into an unparalleled Christmas Crier! It only takes a hint of nostalgia, the element of surprise, and the fact that everyone in the room is lurking, just waiting for the tears!

We had a three-banger this year! PaPa cried three times while we were opening presents!

What success! Without going into too much detail, he unwrapped a box that had be recycled from over twenty years ago (how does that happen???) that had a hand written note from our dear old Aunt Jewell. That was one. DoriGrace received a wooden step stool from her Uncle Big in the same patten and style that my Grandpa Walker has made for every child in our family while he was alive. It marked the continuation of a 45 year family tradition, and more importantly, provided PaPa with wonderful memories of his father. It was good enough for number two.

We must all be getting old (or having too much to drink) these days, as my sibling and I joined in the last crying episode! Niece Erin made us all CD's of her music and when we popped it in the player to hear "Silent Night", well, there wasn't a dry eye. I wish I were technical enough to post it here, it was simply beautiful.

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Post holiday updates:

WB had his tonsils out and he's a healing rock star. All is well now.

Little sister had her first trip to the ER on Dec. 27th. High fever. She had Rosiola. All is well now.

The Christmas tree is FINALLY down. All is WELL!!!

The Booths are happy, healthy, and have much to be thankful for...again and still.

Been Lookin' For Me?

2008-12-21T17:04:00.004-06:00

The holiday season is upon us...

In addition to the "normal" hustle and bustle, at our house we are consumed with..."DoriGrace, No!", "Sissy, that's not yours!", "DoriGrace, get out of the dog food!", "Sissy, leave the presents alone!" (seriously, that is just the tip of the iceberg!) and that ultimately hasn't left much time for surfing the internet, blogging, or playing on facebook.

Besides being the most important time of the year, what with the celebration of the birth of Jesus, the presents, the vacation, the food, the presents, the parties, and the presents and all, we are celebrating the first anniversary of being a complete family. I'm working on a blog to memorialize that, but I'm still having trouble wrapping my brain around it. One.Whole.Year...WOW!

If we did a Christmas card this year, which we didn't because I am far too overwhelmed, I don't know how I could possibly pick a photo. Actually, I think the above photo of WB sums us up nicely...so, here's the Christmas card you've been waiting for!

Merry Christmas!

Blessings to all!

The Booths

The Ghost of Christmas Past

2008-12-10T23:14:00.006-06:00

Lately, I've been obsessed with looking at old photos. I have been laughing myself silly. Especially with old Christmas pictures. Do you ever go through your old Christmas pictures? Cause, if you haven't, you need to! Oh my...don't they just "take you back?" And, aren't those pictures of your family opening Christmas presents such a reflection of the time? The outfits...the hair...the expressions...oh, and the gifts.

It is not uncommon for our family presents to follow themes. Themes can be individual, or they can encompass everyone. For instance, here's my niece Erin. She's got a theme going here...can you guess what it was?

Give up? The "Christmas of Pocahontas". (Man, she's gonna thank me for these...think I'll post them on Facebook and tag her...LOL!)

Anyway, sometimes themes are for everyone. For instance, we've had the "Christmas of the small appliance", the "Christmas of the Espresso machine", the "Christmas of the ski gear", the "Christmas of the sweater"...and on and on and on...

My mom is generally the driving force behind family themes. And one of my big questions going into every present-opening operation is: I wonder what this year's "theme" will be?

Let's just hope...

and pray...

for my sake...

that it isn't...

The "Christmas of the Cow" AGAIN!

Strep Throat, Santa and Senior Pictures

2008-12-08T09:46:00.004-06:00

I am home from work today with WB. He has strep throat for the 100th time. It always seems to happen on weekends and holidays so we are going to have to move the pediatrician toward getting the tonsils taken out, hopefully over the Christmas holiday.

Why is it, every time a doctor says my kid has strep throat, MY throat starts to feel like it is closing and I start having trouble swallowing. I'm such a sympathetic mother, that's it, right?

We are really struggling with "Santa" this year. When I shared Dianna's concept on Christmas with JB, we immediately decided we'd adopt this philosophy for our family gifts:

"Something you want,
Something you need,
Something to play with, and
Something to read"

I am excited about scaling back. WB hasn't exactly been "on the good list" this year, so we are still torn about what to do with the jolly fat man in red. I sometime wonder if I disciple too much. We seriously remove big privileges for misbehavior...like his birthday party last month. WB is a great boy at home, but is less than model at school. I can't see with-holding Santa on what may be his last year to "believe." There will; however, be dinosaur poop in his stocking. (Our interpretation of "coal".)

Finally, even though I didn't want to, even though I fought the grip...I have been captured by FaceBook. I've "found" friends that I lost 20 years ago. Last night, I did some digging in the one box of old photos that has survived all my moves. So...for your viewing pleasure...my senior picture:

True vintage 80's photography...why do I look drunk?

More International Than We Knew...

2008-12-02T21:07:00.003-06:00

So, the other morning, I was getting ready and Little Sister was sitting in her high chair. (Yes, she must be contained in her high chair in my bathroom...it is the only way I can get ready in the morning..a model of fine parenting, that's me.) Anyway, in comes big brother:

"Hey, Irish Girl. I said, Hey, Irish Girl"

"WB, why are you calling Sister, "Irish Girl?"

"Because Miss Magee (music teacher)went to Ireland over summer vacation to take pictures and she showed me a picture of a girl that looks just like Sister. She looks like an Irish girl, she's OUR little Irish girl."

Uh...yeah...well, honey, she's Vietnamese.

I suppose there are some things we don't know about Sisssy's family tree; however, some how I think it is safe to say she's not a member of that ever growing ethic group...the Vietnamese Irish.

But, maybe....

Toora Loora Loora is her favorite lullaby!

Blogger Templates

2008-11-28T21:06:00.005-06:00

Not long after beginning this blog, I wanted to graduate from the standard free blogger template. Learning HTML just didn't seem to be "my thing" but as I started researching more about photography on-line, I learned enough to take a standard free blogger template and change the background and add my own customer header. I originally thought I'd update it monthly but I soon realized that was just WAY too much work.

Recently, I've noticed several bloggers using backgrounds from here. Since there aren't a lot of free resources out there (to say nothing of the lack of cute, free stuff), so I wanted to share a quick link:

http://www.simplyfabulousbloggertemplates.com

Lena has lots of really cute, free blogger templates. If I weren't so attached to mine, I'd give her a try.

Just wanted to pass this along....

Perspectives of Time...from WB

2008-11-28T10:39:00.005-06:00

On the way home from Thanksgiving last night:

"Mom, all the best things in life happen when you are 16, 17, or 18."

"Really? Who told you that?"

"They just do..."

"OK, what are the best things in life"

"You know...getting a car....getting married...getting a house."

"Really? What age does this stuff happen?"

"Well, you get a car at 16. You get married and get a house at 17 or 18 so that you can have a baby."

****Clearly, I've spent a lot of time worrying about nothing. Worrying that, as an older parent, I might miss events in the lives of my children when they are adults. It seems now I might be better served to simply daydream about how I'll spend his college fund since he apparently won't need it to complete his "fast-track" life.(Oh, and Dianna, you might want to reconsider that idea of getting our kids together as prom dates..;o)***

And then, in the same car ride...not 5 minutes later...he continues to enlighten us with his life plan. I ask why everything seems to be happening rather quickly, he explains:

"You know, because your childhood "officially" ends at 35."

***So, at 44, does that make me a 9-year old adult? Suddenly, I'm feeling young for the first time in a very long time.***

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I hope your day was as wonderful as ours: great food, great wine, and even greater friends. We are blessed indeed!

I'm thankful for my kids who brighten my life beyond measure. I'm thankful for a supportive partner and the adventurous 22-year journey we've shared. And, I'm thankful for friends that are "far better than I deserve."

I hope that, like us, you had a great meal and were surrounded by those that you love. What a great day!

And to our most faithful reader...we hope the doctor got some medicine in you and that your back is feeling better! We love you Papa Bob! Get well soon! (Miss Val...the man obviously needs some Potato Bacon Chowder!)

If You Can Train A Dog, Can You Train A Sister?

2008-11-24T20:02:00.003-06:00

I'm taking a little flack for failing to keep my blog updated. (My small readership is apparently much more faithful than I give them credit for.) It's funny though, once you get out of the blogging habit, it is hard to get back into it. Reading blogs...that's the easy part. But, I'll try to do a little better...

What's new with the Booths? Well, our little man turned 9 (NINE!) on Friday...where does the time go? And, little sister turned 15 months on Saturday...again, where does the time go?

WB lost the privilege of having a birthday party for skipping school. Yeah, that's right...skipping...and he's NINE...technically EIGHT on that day! See, WB hates the mandatory Friday morning assemblies and decided to just hide on the playground rather than go in when the bell rang. School starts at 8:45...they "found" him at 9:15! And, in his mind, this made sense! Scary, I know!

Little sister continues to amaze us with how tough she is. She currently has about 4 bruises on her face from various falls and bumps, and she almost never sheds a tear for anything like that. But, take something away from her or don't let her have her way and all heck will break loose! She goes to the doctor on Wednesday and we are hoping that she tops 17 lbs. I'm also hoping that we can get off formula and turn the car seats around. I know that her language is a little behind, but she seems to be very bright and follows directions (when she wants to) so I'm not worried.

If her brother has anything to do with it, she'll be catching up soon. He seems to think that, like his dog, his little sister is trainable. Just this morning I caught him working with her:

"Sissy...Sit...Sit....SISSY SIT!"

"Sissy...Rollover....come on Sissy...ROLLOVER!"

Not exactly the type of skills she needs to be mastering, but it gave me a good laugh this morning. Let's just hope he has better luck with her than he does with that damn dog!

The Right Place

2008-11-09T23:21:00.002-06:00

We went to the park this morning for our first attempt at Christmas card pictures. Clearly, between my children's general lack of interest and my inability to get the correct exposure, we'll have several more session before we find "the one."

After the park, we spent the day with our BFFs. We had a great (full) day...JB and I laying around, sister running around, and WB running the neighborhood.

Both kids fell asleep in the back seat on the way home. I turned around to check on them and then scrambled to get my camera.

My kids. They love each other but they can't take a picture together to save their lives....unless...they are asleep.

Day Four - Daughter/Dog/Pig

2008-10-30T20:50:00.007-05:00

Pigs...we've got tons...I had plans to show piggy plates, stuffed pigs, porcelain pigs, pig cups and spoons, and I promise I'll catch up with a pig slide show sometime soon.

However, right now, I'm just sharing the daughter/dog/pig from Halloween. See, being the unorganized, overloaded, and slightly scatterbrained mother that I am, I neglected to "plan" for costumes. That's right...Mother of the Year...can't plan ahead (even 3 days) to order the dang things on-line! So, we improvise this year, or should I say pig-provise.

Sister had a piggy mask but she wouldn't wear it. So, I was gonna just dress her in pink and pin the dang thing to her or something lame like that. (Yea, I was pretty disappointed in myself.) At lunch, I decide to run out for one last try, just to see if anything is left. Just so you know...it is hell to look for costumes on Halloween!!

So, I found "a costume." I rush back to work to try and finish my day so I can leave early to start the family festivities. A group of co-worker are standing around talking about their kids and their plans for the evening. One of my co-workers asks,

"What's DoriGrace gonna be for Halloween?"

"A Pig."

"Did you get a costume?"

"Yeah, I got a dog costume."

"I thought you said she was gonna be a pig?"

"She is...a pig...in a dog costume..."

Confused?

Those holes weren't intended for "pig tails", they are for dog ears. Yes, our 16 pound little girl wore a pig costume made for a 15 pound dog. And, it was the cutest thing EVER!

You gotta love the Red Bulls-Eye...they have everything!!

Day Three - Country Pig

2008-10-29T21:08:00.006-05:00

A terrible cold has taken root in my head. I feel terrible, but I knew better than to skip another piggy day. Today's pig is a country jig playin', shakin', squeakin' little fellow that has brought loads of laughter to our house. Little Sister loves this crazy thing! Even though he doesn't have its own custom shelf space, he's pretty special around here.

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So the lighting was a mess at the Tap Extravaganza last night. Sorry for picture quality...I don't really have energy to edit them...

There's our Papa...that's him in the middle...he's the only boy. The pictures just don't do justice to the entire experience. TRUST ME!

This is the guy that really stole the show...he's 92! Seriously, and when he tapped to "New York, New York", he was the absolute center of attention! We should all be so lucky!

Finally, a pic of me and my sibs. I couldn't resist because I thought my sister and I looked like rock stars. (Me, complete with running mascara!) Big always looks good for the camera. Big (that would be my brother...the "big" one in the middle) is putting together a little video of the event and I.CAN.NOT.WAIT for that one!

We Interrupt This Pig Program

2008-10-28T22:28:00.003-05:00

After work tonight we drove to Tulsa to see Papa's dance recital. Yep, that's right, my dad took up tap dancing in his retirement. And I've waited years for this show. So I took off an hour early, and we piled in the car and drove the hour and 45 minutes to see the big event.

I'm SO glad we went! My brother and sister were there, with most of the grand kids, and we all really enjoyed seeing our father's excitement. While he's not the greatest dancer (Sorry Dad), I am so proud of him! In his retirement, he is doing the things that he wanted to do, but never had time for. So when he signs up for a "dramatic reading", or a chorus, or a tap class, he reminds me that it's never too late. The tapping leaves a lot to be desired, but the man is admirable. (In spite of the bright orange, fuzzy cumber bun.)

I'm far too tired to edit and post pictures this evening. And, I'm far too tired to post a pig, so I'm extending my seven days of precious piglets and just skipping today. My blog...my rules...

Don't you want to come back tomorrow to see pictures of the 70 year-old dancing machine? (There will surely be a UTube video if Big has anything to say about it!)

(I tell you...Again, the anticipation...I've had some great "hooks" lately...how could you possibly not come back tomorrow???)

Day Two - Party Pig

2008-10-27T22:04:00.006-05:00

Little sister got this little lover for her birthday. Aunt Lo collects this McKenzie Childs stuff. When I was picking up a gift for her, I fell in love with this little girl. This pig was absolutely a gift...given with love...but it is "$ome Pig" too.

I know I say that every pig is my favorite...but seriously...I L.O.V.E this one!

So...no one wants to fess up to their collections?? Melissa...when you figure out how to make that $$ collections thing work, let me know.

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I believe that JB's new C-PAP machine has saved our marriage! I can't even hear him anymore...no snoring...Woo Hoo...sleep. I am so impressed with the changes in him, he's happier, more rested, and less forgetful. It's amazing! I was thinking that I'd go have a sleep study done...afterall, I do wake up tired every morning. I just don't want to get out of bed. I am not sleeping well and I'm just tired of being tired. While he's supportive, JB did laugh when I told him my boss suggested my sleeping problem was related to a machine. He said, if I'd just shut off this dang computer before 2:00 am every morning, maybe I'd get some sleep. Novel idea.

Day One - Yard Pig

2008-10-26T21:51:00.005-05:00

This little friend joined us last Spring. We picked her up at the Farmer's Market one Saturday morning. She sits out under the tree in the yard. I love her expression! (She reminds me of Wilbur...she's "Some Pig".)

(Just ignore the pathetic, dying flowers..they've been replaced with pumpkins now anyway....)

You know, I've never really collected anything, seriously "collected" anything. I had a brief "cow" (don't ask) phase in late high school. I've always secretly wished I had a "collection"...something of interest, of value, and of meaning...it just never happens. I lose interest, I lose space, or something else just comes up. The pigs however, are staying...they're for Little Sister anyway.

I've always thought that what people collect says a lot about them. (I don't really know what...but it says a lot.) DoriGrace's collection of pigs, when she'll be the smallest thing around, will probably be curious to some even though she has the whole "Year of the Pig" thing going.

But...I'm just now thinking...what if she grows up to hate pigs? Oh my...I guess that will mean that I'll finally have a "collection." So, what about you?

Anybody out there with an interesting collection??

Pumpkins, Pictures and Pigs

2008-10-25T13:41:00.002-05:00

I went pumpkin shopping this morning to add to the collection in the front yard. We are a little sparse this year...only 10 so far. I'll surely be making some more additions tomorrow. I truly miss having BNE next door. Krista's love of pumpkins rubbed off on me and every year, at this time, I laugh at the idea that if she were still next door, we'll likely have 60 pumpkins between us.

I am taking tons of pictures this weekend. Trying to learn to use Lightroom with my Elements. It is REALLY hard trying to get away from the "snap shot" look and learn to compose and edit portraits. Sometimes I feel like I'll never get it, but I'm hoping that this time next year I'll have some photography appointments on my calendar. We shall see...

I've been thinking about how much I really enjoyed challenging myself to blog every day. Of course, I only committed to a week but I'm really aiming for an overall increase in blogging for the long term. I appreciate everyone that was along for the ride, and I really enjoyed watching/reading many of my fellow bloggers that joined in the effort! So, crazy me...I've got another idea...I'm like that, you know, always thinking...always on my toes....yeah, right...anyway.

Beginning tomorrow, join me for "A Week In Pigs". That's right folks, one solid week..seven whole days with seven enlightening, thought-provoking and pinkishly precious posts on piglets! I can hardly contain myself...Oh...the anticipation!!!!

You can't wait, can ya? You'll be back tomorrow...

Here Piggy, Piggy...

2008-10-20T20:58:00.004-05:00

You know, pigs are pretty special around here. When we opened our hearts to the first picture of our "babe", we embraced her and all of her "Year of the Pig"-ness. For us, and certainly for our loved ones, little piggies quickly became the symbol of our princess.

We have piggy banks, pig cookie cutters, piggy erasers, piglet plates, pig this, piglet that, and all things piggy...and the collections are growing...they are quite simply taking over Little Sister's room.

I believe I've posted on a pig or two...there are some I love, and others that I LOVE, but nothing prepared me for....

...this little lover.

She's special. This little piggy was hand-made in middle school art class, especially for our gal by a "big"-ish boy who has loved her from the start. He's a blessing to us and Dori Grace is so lucky to have such a great "cousin".

Thank you ABJ. We love you...You Rock!

Ruts and Relief

2008-10-14T20:20:00.004-05:00

According to Metro-renown caterer (and general, all-around good friend) "Miss Val", nothing can perk a girl up like a cupcake. She and her girls, Lacey and Caroline, are cupcake connoisseurs. They bake 'em, they decorate 'em, and they display 'em. (Oh, and best of all, they share 'em!) One thing I love about these girls...they love 'em some cupcakes.

Anyway, since Miss Val has taught me the value of a cupcake, and since cupcakes make the world a brighter place, and since some people (you know who you are!) seem to need a little pick-me-up......

I made you a...

(Pumpkin...yum!)

Now...stop worrying about the economy, your finances, your babies, your travel dates, the election, if your jeans will fit on Friday, or if Santa Claus is comin' to town this year. Just enjoy...(the picture...of the cupcake...that I made you...)

Unfortunately, I can't ship it to you but it's the thought that counts, right? Anyway, they are disappearing fast. See the look of pure joy and utter contentment on the face of the shavey-headed boy.

Who knew that cupcakes worked on boys too? Too bad the folks at Sprinkles beat her to the punch. Miss Val may have missed her chance at World Peace but I hope her cupcake philosophy made you smile today.

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I missed you! Glad you are back and all is well! PTL!

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Happy Birthday Caroline!

2008-10-13T21:48:00.003-05:00

This one got his head shaved today.

This one needs to.

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Day Seven

I made it. Woo Hoo! Thanks to those who kept me honest. Thanks to those who joined me.

Now that I don't have to blog everyday, maybe I'll have time to read about vampires?? Yeah, probably not.

Home Sweet Home

2008-10-12T17:59:00.002-05:00

Glad to be home. Luckily for us, the babysitter was savvy enough to resist WB's normal claims:

"But, my mom always lets me roam the neighborhood after dark..." and

"Yes, I'm allowed to paper houses as long as they are on my street..."

However, it does appear that he did get away with,

"My mom lets me eat Ramen for every meal as they are different flavors."

Anyway, everyone is safe and sound and I stuffed the boy full of green beans for dinner, so all is well.

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The Game

I'll just say, this is the first time I've made the trip across the border to witness the event. In spite of the loss (and the hangover, but that's my own fault), we really had a great time. It is just awesome to see the stadium divided down the middle in orange and red. The pre-game activities with the bands...spectacular! (And I'm not a big band fan!) The B-52 fly-over in honor of UT and OU fallen soldiers gave me goose bumps. The game and momentum went back and forth...it was truly exciting...just not for the faint of heart.

Sure, I would have loved to see a Sooner victory, but apparently, unlike some, I understand the concept of both winning and losing gracefully. It is sad really, my boy really wants to go but I just don't think it is a place for kids. You know, you can go to a game in Norman and feel OK about taking your kids. The same can't be said for the Red River Rivalry. The fans are pretty brutal (both sides...no Texas slam intended)...and that is the real downer.

I'm already stressing about coming up with tickets for next year as this will surely become an annual pilgramage for JB and I. CAN NOT WAIT!

BOOMER SOONER!!!

I Ain't As Young As I Use To Be...

2008-10-11T06:54:00.003-05:00

How's that for a profound statement?

If my time stamp were correct, which it isn't, it would reflect 6:45 am on Saturday morning. We are up and getting ready to head out for the game. (BOOMER!!!)

My head is pounding, my stomach is flipping and I just want to crawl back into that comfy ole Marriott bed and go back to sleep. I'm too old for this.

And, too old for this...

but I still love me some Mambo!!!

A Blog Is A Blog, Is A Blog...

2008-10-10T19:35:00.003-05:00

I am thinking (based upon my somewhat compromised state), that once a day means once a day. That doesn't mean...twice in one day because that really means twice in one day. Get it. Everyday means...every day...once every 24 hours....Jessica, you just break it down from there. (Listen to Tony Little say..."YOU CAN DO IT !!!")

JB and I are safely in Dallas. Getting ready for dinner. Massive shopping (Have I not even noticed the stock market and how we will all be living like it's 1929 next month?????) and lots of laughs. I am really glad we came. The kids are safely home and it seems all is well.

We are off to the "Chop House". (Everything is within walking distance...don't worry!)

Posting tomorrow will be a challenge...off to the game early. I am hoping I'm not the only one to lose the challenge!!!!

2008-10-09T21:21:00.003-05:00

It is funny, when I committed to blogging everyday, I thought I'd have trouble coming up with stuff to write about. I've had just the opposite problem....I got too much swimming around in this big ole' head of mine.

We are trying to get our stuff together to hit the road to Dallas for OU/Texas weekend. The significance of the weekend is that it will be our first trip without kid(s) in almost nine years. Seriously, I suppose we are overdue. I am not really worried about leaving them, because they are in good hands. Little Sister does have a wricked cold...but I am sure she'll be pampered beyond measure while we are away.

WB is a little "chapped" at us because he doesn't get to go. "About 30% of my friends are going!" (Seriously, in 3rd grade how do you even know how many friends you have and further, can you really figure 30%?) "Did you get front row seats?" (Obviously, the boy has no concept of the magnitude of OU/Texas and the fact that those with front row seats either contribute $15 million a year, or have had them since 1907.) Finally, "Will you raise your hands really high, higher than anyone else in your section, and wave all the time so that I can find you on the TV?" (Sure baby, your mama is gonna make a big spectacle of herself. I'm sure the cameras are gonna pick that up. You just look for me.) Bless the boy. He makes my heart smile.

Finally, Erin stepped up to my silly challenge, so I'm answering her questions: (Feel free to stop reading right here...I'm more than a little boring...)

Whats your favorite color?
Red...nothing else comes close.

How late did you stay up last night and why?
I am a true late owl...I am usually still surfing at 1:00 a.m. and have to force myself to shutdown by 2:00.

If you could move somewhere else, would you?
Absolutely!

What would you do if someone told your biggest secret?
Be embarrassed. Isn't that why we have secrets?

Do you think relationships are ever really worth it?
Some yes, some no. I don't do drama so I don't have a lot to do with those that create unnecessary drama.

Where do you wish you were right now?
Laying in bed and listening to the ocean, in a stilted hut over the Pacific in Bora Bora.

Is anything bothering you right now?
Yeah, I'm bothered a lot lately.

Do you like your life right now?
I am blessed beyond measure. I’m working on trying to appreciate that more. I’m always a work in progress. (I totally stole that word for word from Erin because I couldn't have said it better!)

Who was the last person you hung out one-on-one with?
WB and I went to the grocery store this evening and shopped for junk food for him to enjoy this weekend with his babysitter. We dug through all the pumpkin bins out front and picked out 4 beauties. We really had a fun time!

What car do you want?
A safe one that gets me to point A to point B and that doesn’t require a monthly payment. (Stolen too...good answer!)

What’s the best way to tell someone you love them?
Try not to piss them off.

Have you ever flirted with someone just to get something?
Is it really possible to honestly say "No" to this question? I think not. Doesn't everyone?

What are you looking forward to this weekend?
Not working on Friday and going to Dallas.

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t do?
Occasionally, although it happens less often the older I get. I'm either wiser, or smart enough to not draw my lines in the sand.

How have you been feeling today?
Tired. Always tired. 2:00 am will do that to you....

Last thing you broke?
My car window tonight...it wouldn't go back up.

Last food you ate?
Ben and Jerry's Heath Crunch for dinner.

Is there anybody that you trust 100%?
There are a few that I trust 100%, about 98% of the time.

Does love scare you?
Never has, never will...it rules.

Do you believe ex’s can be friends?
I haven't had an "x" in 24 years...I can't even remember the concept. Anything is "possible."

What would you do if you won the lottery?
Please refer to the question above regard where I'd like to be right now! Bora Bora Baby! In addition to that, I'd go to the casino all the time and just "play."

Night out or night in?
I could always use a night out but for the most part, I love being at home. (Stolen...again!)

Last time you were confused?
Yesterday, trying to understand WHY I SUCK AT WORD CHALLENGE!!!

Do you cry easily?
I cry at movies, I cry at commercials, I cry when I feel proud, I cry when I think about how blessed I am, I cry in my car driving down the road when I'm stressed and overwhelmed...I cry just about everywhere except at work and in front of my boy (cause it freaks him out).

Are you hurt easily?
I get disappointed in people a lot, but I am over being hurt by them.

Are you proud of the person you’ve become?
I don't always say or do the right thing, but my heart is in the right place and I'm proud of that. I am proud of the parent I am. I have, at times, been proud of my career accomplishments, but not so much anymore. However, I do have a good job and make a substantial financial contribution to our family income and I'm proud of that.

Word Challenge

2008-10-08T00:54:00.003-05:00

Ever try something and just plain suck at it? Something simple...like something an elementary student could do...and just plain S.U.C.K. at it?

Then, do ya ever get obsessed? Real obsessed...like so obsessed that you can't stop thinking about or doing the thing that you are so bad at doing?

Why do I ALWAYS do that? Is it normal? (Ok, not a fair question...I'm not "normal")

So, here's an example. One day (back in college), I ran into a friend of mine that was juggling. I asked if he'd show me how. He did. I was terrible...balls were flying everywhere. And yet, I just couldn't let it go. I couldn't just say, "Man, I'm terrible at that." NOOOO!!! I have to go to the TG&Y and buy three little rubber balls and stay up ALL night for like three days until I could juggle. (And my parents wonder what I learned in college and how I spent their money???)

I won't even go into how many eggs I broke learning to be competitive in a good egg toss. (The skills I have...I tell you....) When I "can't" do something, I just "can't" let it go.

WHY???????

Why did I have to open Faceb00k and see that someone was playing a game called Word Challenge? WHY?????

I'm TERRIBLE!! Lowest score EVER! It is so simple...and I suck...and I can't STOP PLAYING!!! I can't form three letter words...the clock is ticking...Oh, the pressure....It is maddening!!!

And, as if I don't have enough to do..now I must stay up ALL night playing this stupid game because my score is out there for the WORLD to see and it is the lowest score of EVERYONE I know that has ever played the game!! I'm not stupid people...apparently I just act that way on the internet!!!

I so need a life...

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Tomorrow...answers to your questions about my life.

Soon...an update to the blog roll...no intentional oversights.

In the Jungle...

2008-10-07T20:27:00.003-05:00

(A Wimoweh, A Wimoweh, A Wimoweh.....)

In the jungle...the mighty jungle....

I love this picture. It is SO DoriGrace! It was also a good one to play with and learn how to green-up my browning grass. I actually have a pretty good series of her crawling across the grass. Of course, I didn't suggest she make this face, or imitate a lion...it just comes naturally. I think it is from the general aversion to grass. (She's getting better though.)

While you can't tell from the photo, the teeth are becoming an issue for us. We are seeing a pronounced under bite and she is an almost constant teeth grinder. In fact, her top front teeth show serious damage...they are about 1/4 gone. The clicks and clacks she made as an infant turned into full-on teeth grinding when the pearly whites appeared. I don't imagine there is much we can do at this stage, but I am sure we'll be frequent visitors to Dr. Moody's Smile Shop in the future.

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One day down, six to go! I don't know what I was thinking issuing this challenge. I have OU-TX weekend in Dallas and SEVERAL Mambo Taxi's ahead of me....I hope I make it!

(My daughter really does have other outfits. I have no idea why she is wearing this in every photo I take!!)

Blog Updating

2008-10-06T21:47:00.002-05:00

Does anyone else have a love/hate relationship with their blog?

I mean, I have so much to say...so may opinions, a growing wealth of pictures, and countless (C.O.U.N.T.L.E.S.S.) stories on how these crazy kids enlighten, amuse and challenge me everyday. So, where are all these creative, funny (at least to me!!) and stirring posts? In my head, that's where. Swimming in my overworked, overloaded, pea-sized noggin.

I love this blog. I love sharing (in a largely filtered, highly regulated environment)who we are and what we do. I absolutely appreciate my Internet ties and all those that I have grown to know and consider friends. I'm humbled that folks still read my mindless babbling. Yet, I can't seem to update it regularly! WHY is that???

And, I grow restless when others don't update their blogs. Where are they? What can they possibly be doing? (Are our prayers answered...Is Sophie Le OK??????) And yet, the pull to update this blasted thing...just challenges me!

So now...I challenge you....you know who you are (Dianna)...I've thrown down the gauntlet!

As I've been told "Get thee to updating",so I challenge you all. Update your blogs. You are obviously reading. Now WRITE! One post, every day for one week. Who's in?

I'll be lurking, you know I will!!

One Year Ago Today...

2008-09-26T21:22:00.009-05:00

My phone rang and I closed my office door to cry. I was overcome with the emotion of waiting for "you."

One year ago today...

Our prayers were answered when the baby girl we'd dreamed of became a reality.

One year ago today...

We learned it was possible to fall in love through a photo when we saw your face for the very first time.

Because,

One year ago today...

"They found DoriGrace"

My Boy and Politics

2008-09-24T22:06:00.003-05:00

I think I've written before about my precious WB and his school woes. My little man marches to his own beat..(how strange that the same can already be said about his little sister)..and often finds himself making "bad choices" at school. For all you parents that don't have elementary aged kids, that's what they use to call "actin' a fool", "being crazy", being plan being "BAD". Of course, if you're raising kids today, you obviously know that "no child is bad...they just make bad choices." You know, you almost can't say, "What the HECK were you thinkin'?" anymore. He's not a bad boy...(you can't say that now anyway)...he's a good boy (lucky for me, you can still say that)...he just wants to be in charge.

It isn't uncommon for us to have regular communication with the teacher. By "regular" communication, I mean, it's not uncommon to see her number on our caller id in the evening. (WB...what did you do? You tell me right now...the truth too, don't make me find out from the teacher!!!)

While you'll never find anyone that is more dedicated to trying to raise children with positive self-esteem, I sometimes think we miss the boat in teaching children tough lessons by trying to shelter them too much. The fact remains, WB can't be in charge...not yet anyway. He's just in third grade. When he starts to make up his own classroom/school rules, he needs firm reminders about following the "real" rules. After a rocky start, he seems to be settling in and this week's call from his teacher was filled with praise for his attitude, behavior and performance. (WooHoo for the little man!)

His mom and dad have high hopes for the little fellow. We'd like for him to be happy, educated, productive and to stay out of jail. Yep, that's about it...everything else is just gravy. On the other hand, he's got other plans.

This week, he was asked to write a short story using the following words: neighborhood, content, addressing. He left out content so his story is technically incomplete; however, he does demonstrate some thinkin' and some dreamin' but we still have a ways to go on the spelling front.

"A boy was walking in his neighborhood. He had studed Tomas Jefferson. One day the boy wished hed be presidnt. 50 years later the boy became president in 2058. They started addressing him as President Booth."

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Sorry if I suckered you into reading, thinking that you'd get some savvy political commentary. This is about as political as I get....sorry to disappoint.

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Picture taking and editing has overtaken my life. So why, you ask, are there no pictures in today's post? Good question. Glad you are paying attention.

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I still don't "get" Facebook...I much prefer surfing my favorite blogs.

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Dianna, thank you for the "shout out"...more on that in my next post.

This Girl...

2008-09-17T22:07:00.005-05:00

Do ya think she has an attitude?

How bad do you think she wants in that cabinet?

Do you think she has trouble expressing herself?

This girl, she's a mess, but she's awful cute-even on her "bad" days.

Clearly, I have time...

2008-09-15T20:51:00.002-05:00

So, JB is being rather indulgant with my new photography obsession. After 22 years, he knows...don't buck the system, just go with the flow. He knows my "stages" and how quickly I fall in (and out) of love with new hobbies/ideas. He knows...first comes the obsession, that is followed by an incredible wave of spending and then, once I have all the toys, gadgets and supplies...the love fades. He's been around the block with me, so with photography/photo editing, he's just playing along. As well he should...

He WAS being a pretty good sport about it until tonight. For tonight, he became the object of my obsession. And unfortunately for him, not in "that way." He became the object that I was going to photograph and "fix." (But baby, I love you just the way you are....) Without even giving him an opportunity to respond, I snapped his picture and headed to my computer. Being the good sport that he is, he did muster, "Make me look 20 baby." Uh, right...I'll do my novice best:

JB Before:

JB After: (whitened teeth, wrinkle and eye bag removal and slimming) I probably over-slimmed here. His face does look a little long...

JB 1/2 and 1/2: (Left side eye bag and slight wrinkle removal)

Thanks dear, for allowing me to point out all your flaws for the world to see. Tomorrow, I promise...I won't take your picture.

Like I said yesterday. I really enjoy the editing, but learning to get the good shots and reducing the editing is gonna be the big challenge for me. Here's my just for fun shot of WB, taken out-back this evening as the sun was setting.

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Here's to Dianna...she's gonna drink the Kool-Aid and enter the D-SLR age. Erin is right...it is highly addictive!!

2008-09-14T21:52:00.002-05:00

(Figured I'd better move the "I'm Old Post" before Uncle Big comments.)

Well, I am getting the Elements figured out...I can whiten teeth, change skin tone and remove blemishes. Tomorrow I move to changing a frown into a smile and erasing wrinkles. (I've got tons of shots to practice on!!)

The learning curve on photography is gonna take a lot longer, but hey, I guess I can shoot on automatice for a while. (I can only concentrate on one thing at a time!!)

This is a picture of WB and his BFF Luke. They share an interesting connection. We met Luke on our first day of day care. After a couple of weeks, I struck up a conversation with his mom. Turns out the boys were born on the same day and they were both only children. They were together every weekday for their first couple of years. Now that the boys are in "real" school, we don't see them nearly as often as we use to, but they never seem to miss a beat. Anyway...I forced them to let me take their pictures this weekend.

Original

Softened

Process

Acid Wash

Sharpened

It's Official...

2008-09-12T18:23:00.002-05:00

I'm Old...very Old...really Old.

As if the shear number (44, but who is really counting?) isn't enough, I seem to be recently overwhelmed by signs that, I am truly, completely, and desperately...very old.

Case in point: Facebook. Can someone please give me a lesson? I don't get it!!! My BF from high school (Hi Jennifer!) visited last month from Ireland. She went home and sent me a "Facebook" email..."see me on Facebook". So...I log on...which apparently opens an account. (Who knew??) Now I have all these Facebook emails. (Thanks for wanting to be "my friend", I'm so flattered...I just don't get it!)

Seriously...I've just figured out this blogging mess! Now everyone is bailing on me and heading to "the Book."

I'm so old....I'm trying to figure out the technology for Elements and my new camera here...I don't have time for the Book. Besides...I'm mean, it is so 2005...isn't it?

OK...I'm off to make some warm tea and honey with a prune chaser and to figure out the Book. (Besides, who really blogs on the weekends anymore??)

By the way...I'll accept all friend invitations (I got that part figured out), just don't expect me to "invite" you to anything. I'm far too old for that....

Hello L.O.V.E.R....

2008-09-11T21:22:00.004-05:00

I've been waiting for you...a long, long time...I can't believe you're finally mine!
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Why am I just now fully realizing the beauty and wonder of D-SLR? This baby has been out of the box for two hours and already I am wondering why I've ever taken a picture before tonight! I am in love! I can't wait for my kids to wake up and the sun to shine so that I can go take pictures!!

I can barely turn the thing on, but here are some of my first shots. (Please reserve comment on Little Sister's resemblance to Cousin It. This is one fancy camera, but it can't do hair bows!)

Reunion Tour 2020

2008-09-10T20:05:00.003-05:00

Dillon Friends,

My recent computer crash, coupled with my blog tinkering, has resulting in some lost links and a little frustration here. I'm still out checking blogs and popping into the forum as time permits, but I just feel like I'm losing touch. It seems we all had more time to post during our waiting phases and now our posts are getting fewer and farther between. (I'm not hatin', I'm just sayin'...I'm not calling-out any 6 kidded-mothers or anything...)

You may have not heard, but I am putting together an informal contact list of families associated with the Dillon Vietnam program. If you are interested in being included in a master blog roll and (private) email listing, please hop over to the forum and post your information. Or leave a comment here and I'll contact you. I promise (PROMISE, PROMISE!!!) I will not sell your information to the highest bidder. It is tempting, but you can trust me! And, if you submit your info, I will email you a copy of the list, but only after you swear upon the head(s) of your child(ren) that you won't send silly chain letters and stupid jokes en mass to everyone on the list! I've been at this a couple of weeks and have gotten a great response, but I got to thinking that not everyone is active in the forum but they may still lurk around the internet.

I know that because of my family's relationship with Dillon, and our closeness to Tulsa, we'll always participate in their official reunion events. However, I wanted another way to be able to contact others that have participated in this program in the last two years. In addition, as Little Sister grows I thought it might be nice to keep up with others that shared her orphanage "roots."

Besides, who else is gonna organize

THE REUNION TOUR 2020...

VIETNAM WITH TEENS AND TWEENS!!!

(I'm not accepting deposits yet, but start saving your pennies!!!)

We're All Special

2008-09-03T21:11:00.002-05:00

Lord, help me...I don't think we're gonna make it through 3rd grade without the direct assistance of the Sisters. It's no secret; WB has been known to have some "issues" in school. (Not the learnin' kind, the mindin' kind.) I'm about ready to play on his fear of Nuns and send him to Catholic school!

Even in his nonconformity, he's developed some strong allies at his school. The fact that he can be a very charming kid isn't lost on me. What I don't understand is how the staff can "like" him, given some of the behavior he apparently displays.

A few nights ago I ran into one of those allies, a teaching assistant that he had for a portion of last year. (And we are "over the moon" to have her again this year...Yea Mrs. Woods!!) WB has always been a "favorite" of hers. She always seems to "reach" him when others can't. I was bemoaning my pain over my kid's "issues" and she told me a story that made me laugh until I almost cried.

We were talking about how well WB was doing. She was very proud of him. "I always knew he could do it, I knew the day I met him on the first day of 2nd grade that he was...special. I liked the way he thinks and I knew we'd be friends." I was more than a little curious and so I asked, "Really, how did you know?"

She said that on the first day of 2nd grade, his teacher, Mrs. H. asked the children to think about what made them special. Mrs. H went around the room, allowing the children to explain their "specialness". Mrs. Woods said the comments were like, "I'm special because my dad takes me to the mall and buys me whatever I want." And, "I'm special because I'm good at soccer."

When it was WB's turn, Mrs. H asked, "OK, WB, what makes you special?"

In one of those instances that teachers apparently remember forever, WB responded:

"I speak to fish telepathically."

"Really?" Mrs. H asked.

"Not just any fish though...only "special" fish...cause I'm "special."

Lord, thank you that my boy is bright, creative and a good communicator. I do love him so, even when he's on my ever-lovin' last nerve. I hate to ask for more because I've been so richly blessed, but Lord...please Lord, can you just get him to mind his teachers? His father and I would be eternally grateful.

p.s. Thanks for the "special" powers; I haven't quite figured them out yet, but I'm sure they'll come in handy one day.

The Evolution of A Blog

2008-08-31T20:49:00.006-05:00

So, I know...the margins are messed up...I'm working on it.

I have been on this computer basically non-stop for the entire weekend. That is, except for the times that WB begs me to let him "just make one little scrap book page." Seriously, he's as addicted as I am. The truly sad (but totally believable) part is that he saw me getting frustrated with photoshop and came in and told me what I was doing wrong! His style leaves a little to be desired, but he gets the concepts...

Here's his file:

Here's mine:

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Still waiting on my photos to post. Working on a new blog look for September too. I am thinking that I need to zip off my history and have a book printed before I start getting too crazy and delete everything. Anyone have any suggestion/reviews on companies that do that sort of thing?

It's A SICKNESS, A Sickness I Tell You!

2008-08-28T19:13:00.002-05:00

Last night was my fourth (post 2 am) night of working on this blog...LOL. (Obviously, some adjustments in my life are necessary.)

A couple of months ago, after I had tried and couldn't find the KEY to unlock HTML, I contacted one of the sites that had done design work on several international adoption blogs. I was willing to forkover the $90 for a customer site, knowing that a healthy portion of the price would go to IA charities. I just wanted to wait until I had the pictures from the session we scheduled for Little Sister's first birthday a couple of weeks ago.

And then...I found the "magic" link on Leslie's site...and the SICKNESS took root in my very soul...I've sure learned a lot in the last few days and gotten several questions to boot. So...here's the quick version (and I need quick because I am falling asleep as I type):

I started here. I scrolled through all their backgrounds, but honestly, the only one I really liked was the one that Leslie was already using. (I'm not hatin', I'm just sayin'). Anyway, they provide instruction in how to post background papers to a blogger or wordpress template. They also have a couple of easy cut and past HTML commands to add "BLINKIES" (Not my thing, but they've already made a customer one for Dianna.)

From there I linked to the Shabby Princess. I really like most of her stuff and there are some cute "free" kits for download. (Like the one used on this blog.) They also have a couple of really good video tutorials on using Elements. (several on U-tube too)

Next, I installed Photoshop Elements and starting playing. It isn't exactly easy, and there are a bazillion features, so I am having a real learning curve. Elements was $99. I didn't mind paying that because I am interested in moving from blogskins to photography so that I can justify a "good" camera at Christmas. However, I will say that I downloaded the free Paint.net product that I saw mentioned, but I found it to be difficult and no tutorials. Now that I understand a little of Elements, I could figure out Paint, so if you want to be frugal, watch the Elements tutorials you can find and then download Paint and you'll figure it out.

Ignore my typos...I'm watchin' BB10 and going to bed. I haven't been this tired since I brought a baby home from Vietnam...

School drama and a picture or two tomorrow...if I can even crawl out of bed....

See What YOU Started...

2008-08-27T00:30:00.003-05:00

First, I notice that Julie is tryin' to be all cute with her fancy customer header.

Then, yesterday, Leslie busts out a new look for her blog. (Very cute, by the way....)

I couldn't take it...I just couldn't take it anymore. Not one more day of blogger's uncustomizable templates. Enough was enough...I will no be the U.G.L.Y. sister any longer!

Last night I was up till 2...trying to figure out backgrounds.

Today at lunch I went to buy Photoshop Elements...

And now it is well after midnight and I've been working on this blasted thing for hours. I know, I know...I've worked for hours and it still looks pathetic...but I'll get there. Oh, and after I master that, I'm on to correcting my pathetic photography. My friends, there is cuteness ahead...the likes of which we've never seen!!!

There is no way I'm gonna get suckered into reading about vampires now. That will have to wait until this new addiction wears off....give me another week.

Lawyerish

2008-08-25T23:33:00.002-05:00

Meredith,

My heart breaks for you.

You are in my thoughts and prayers.

This Little Piggy....

2008-08-24T15:45:00.004-05:00

This Little Piggy had a party fit for a Piggy Princess!

The bakery thought our request for 4 dozen pig-faced cookies was a little strange. That is, until JB explained we were celebrating the first birthday of our daughter, who was born in the Year of the Pig. We decided that one of DoriGrace's annual birthday traditions will be that we celebrate with Piggy cookies. They are so adorable and I look forward to having something that is uniquely "her."

Of course, you gotta let the kid play in the cake...

(Folks say that she looks like me...I can almost see it in that picture ;o)

The party was a grand success and we are so thankful for all those that celebrated with us. (Near and far) Aunt Lo outdid herself and demonstrated unparalleled SWINE appreciation. (Who knew there were so many little pigs out there?? Even one from John Ross!!!)

Now...we've gotta get more shelves for this Piggy collection....

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On a technical note, I am struggling with this new computer and my old posting ways. I had the cutest slide show put together, but it seems the relationship between photobucket, blogger, and me has changed forever! This is maddening!!!!

Almost One!!!

2008-08-19T19:52:00.003-05:00

DoriGrace is turning ONE on Friday!!!

I'm feeling very reflective about this first birthday. On one hand, I'm so thankful that she's been home for almost 8 months. She is so totally and completely integrated into our family. We are so happy and blessed.

On the other hand, I am having a hard time getting excited about her "birthday." I've really been thinking about it a lot, trying to get to the root of the issue and I think that it has something to do with not being there on the day of her birth. I guess her referral date, or her "Boothday" as I like to call it because it is when she joined the Booth family, is what seems more like a "birth" to me. After all, it was when she was introduced to us...when she joined us...when we came to know of her. I know...strange...and I'm sure I'll get over it.

I just have to look at that little crazy face, with the three-toothed smile and the insane hair and I'm so incredibly thankful for her birth, for her Boothness and for all she is.

Happy Birthday Busy Booth!

p.s. Her father picked the outfit, and yes, those are enormous macaroni and cheese noodles in her mouth. Not the greatest picture, but I got some good ones coming...

New Computer

2008-08-17T21:12:00.003-05:00

My old laptop flashed the "blue screen of death" and permanently locked up on me a couple of weeks ago. I even managed to disable "safe mode." I guess I stumbled upon a pretty good internet bug...my IT guy said "it was fried." He also had to throw in..."I haven't seen this much damage since you caught that wicked adware reading British gossip rags. Have you been reading about George Michael's escapades again?"

So...I have new laptop...very secure (LOL) and no history! I'm missing all my favorites...all the surfing (life research) I've done...all gone. The internet just isn't the same on a new computer...

At any rate, I am trying to catch up with friends and forums. I'll have lots to say by the end of the week cause Friday is a special day in these parts....

The Boy, The Drama

2008-07-27T23:34:00.007-05:00

WB is sick today. Nothing too serious, just stomach "issues".

It's funny (probably sad, really), he has a "flair" for the dramatic. (Wonder where that comes from?) And, unlike his sister, he's got a very low tolerance for discomfort and pain.

Tonight, after his 100th trip to the restroom, he crawls up in our bed and says, (in the most pathetic, whiny voice) "This is the worst day of my life...the worst day I've ever had...the worst day that I'm ever gonna have."

(Oh the DRAMA!!!)

So, I point out that, in the grand scheme of things, today may suck...but it ain't the WORST ever. Things can always be worse, I say. I know he doesn't feel good and I don't want to minimize his pain, but I'm trying to give the kid a little perspective. I can almost see the little wheels turning in his head as though he is now contemplating the truly horrible...like getting all your Pokemon cards thrown away...never getting to play Wee again...having to eat vegetables everyday.

I guess he realizes that he has a bit of life yet ahead of him because he finally manages to whine out..."Mom, can this just be the worst day of my childhood years?"

Sure baby.

Sleep well. Feel better tomorrow.

What's In A Name?

2008-07-24T22:02:00.004-05:00

Several months ago, we began to realize that Little Sister was going to be a fairly "active" little girl. At around six months, she really began to wiggle, well squirm actually. I can't even begin to recount the number of times that I've felt like I was gonna drop her because she'd suddenly shifted her weight, reached for something, or dig her feet into my side and pushed off as if she was trying to launch herself. I thought it was cute. In fact, I don't believe I fully started to clue-in until our pediatrician said, "God help you when she starts walking."

I joked about that comment. (Ha ha, isn't it funny? My doctor thinks our girl will be active.) Little did I know that it wouldn't be long before I was eating those words. For the last couple of months we've called her "Busy"...Busy Booth. It is unbelievable how it suits her. "DoriGrace" is pretty and all, but "Busy", Busy is who she is!

Today, I added another nickname. Today, she's "Nails". Nails Booth because she's tough as...tough as nails. She is T.O.U.G.H. I should have realized months ago when she started crawling around, 3 hours after surgery, with stitches in her armpit without even whincing.

This was today...

She's OK...she grabbed the cord of my flat iron and pulled it down onto her arm...she was on the floor and stopped crying as soon as I picked her up. I checked her out and didn't even realize she was hurt until almost an hour later! The mesh is really to keep Busy from pulling her bandage off. She hasn't cried or been fussy, but she's lost some skin and her arm is a little swollen. She's tough, she seems to feel fine.

On the other hand, her mother has felt like the biggest loser in town. Her mother...Loser...Loser Booth...who will be childproofing the house this weekend.

Keepin' It Real

2008-07-11T02:27:00.007-05:00

The picture of DoriGrace that I posted yesterday is one of my favorites. It was taken on the 4th of July. I was sitting in a lawn chair waiting for fireworks down by the river in Tulsa, and she was trying to crawl up on my lap and grab my camera. I've been carrying that shot around with me for a few days. See, folks always seem to want an update on Little Sister and that picture draws comments like, "She is absolutely beautiful!" And, frankly, I love to hear that. So, that picture-it's a winner..does the trick, every time.

I'll just post it again...cause it's my blog...I can do stuff like that when I want to!

(Now...say it collectively..."She is absolutely beautiful!" Oh, she is, isn't she? Thank you very much!)

But that picture,

the one with the angelic smile,

the one in the pretty dress with the perfectly-placed bow...

folks, that picture...it ain't my reality.

This...

This picture...

This is my reality.

Ain't she grand?!

Just keepin' it real...

Sharing the Journey

2008-07-09T20:57:00.008-05:00

Every time I ignore this site for too long, I'm gently reminded that there are still folks that check on us. Even though I sometimes wonder how long I'll keep this up, I am humbled that you take the time to read this and comment on "our" little corner of the world. So, I guess as long as there's a HOO in HOOVILLE....

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Lew, Lo, A, W and J

We had a great holiday! Granted, not quite as picturesque as last year but still a good time. As we floated in the pool and pondered family traditions and the beach vacations in our future, I smiled when Aunt Lo asked, "Remember this time last year?" Of course I did...we were enjoying a great vacation, on a perfect beach, in a lovely house, private pool, beautiful weather... I waited for her to begin what I thought would be a trip down memory lane, recounting the adventures of our joint family holiday vacation. Instead, her comment caught me off guard a little, "We were moving up to number 3!"

Of all the things to remember, of all the holiday associations, Lo remembers what was most important to me last year. Last year, we were deep into the wait for our referral that would match us with DoriGrace. Lo and I spent a fair amount of time floating (cause we're floaters, Lo and I, we love to float) and talking about having a "baby" around again since A,W and J, (along with WB) were getting older. We talked about diapers at the beach and "floaties", and we talked about what "she'd" look like and how "she'd" enjoy the sand. And this year, we were afloat on rafts, land-locked in Oklahoma but lucky enough to have PaPa's pool, and we were able to glance over at "our" little girl, lounging in her floating lily pad. (She's a winner! She loves to float too!!)

What a difference a year makes!

And, how blessed are we...to not only have our girl, but to have loved ones in our lives that care enough to share our most important journeys...

Updates...Here, There, and Everywhere

2008-06-25T09:38:00.005-05:00

Here...

We have finally received notice from the health department that Little Sister's case is "CLOSED!" Woo Hoo! After over six weeks of waiting, the Petri dish grew the resistant strain of TB. Translation...her lymph nodes were filled with BCG and not "real" TB. So...no more medicine...no more pink pee...no more pooping on the Mama in public places...(well, we hope anyway!)

We have a healthy girl. 100% healthy...no more worries...no more questions!! We are blessed beyond measure!

There...

I was so happy to get this picture and a note from Heather via email last week. The staff in Vietnam were very thankful for the update and pictures of DoriGrace. Heather was kind enough to print out pictures and a message from us and take them to CanTho with her. I appreciate you and I am so happy to see you united with your daughter after a LONG wait!

Everywhere...

BIG, SERIOUS, and HUGE Congratulations to Cousin Jill and her charming husband, Medium (Bill), on the birth of their precious son, Little (Bill)!! Woo Hoo! For this day, we have PRAYED!!!

I’d Say…I Think She’s Grown!

2008-06-20T14:19:00.003-05:00

I didn’t post much about the Dillon Vietnam Heritage Weekend that we attended last weekend. I always enjoy these events, that is, after I get over my initial apprehension about meeting people that I stalk on the internet.

And, as usual, I did a terrible job of photo-documenting the event. (What else is new?) However, I wanted to share one of my favorite memories.

That’s DoriGrace being wrangled by Jean Anne, another Dillon mom. You may recall, Jean Anne was in CanTho meeting her son, Eli, and held our girl when she was just 18 days old! Her husband snapped a picture that will forever be one of our favorites.

Remember this?

What a difference nine months makes!

I’d say…I think she’s grown!

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Heather, Good luck on your trip and thanks for taking pictures of my girl back with you! Can't wait to see you holding Caleigh!

Pink Pee

2008-06-19T21:19:00.003-05:00

I'm glad yesterday's post provided some comic relief. Believe me, even while I'm complaining, I am laughing a lot...so don't worry that I'm overwhelmed or anything. Over the years, I've become very adept at coping with JB's military commitments. I always experience a bit of stress anticipating his departure. Usually about the time I'm realizing how much "stuff" I'm gonna get stuck doing. (See, it's all about me!)

This week, in addition to putting in my 40 hours in the office, I've successfully navigated a mess with the doctors and the health department and gotten little sister started on her tb meds.

Don't know if I've explained that, but it is a precaution until the final read on the tests from her surgery last week. It takes 6 weeks to positively identify the BCG serum. I know, I know, terribly confusing, but we are dealing. Like I've said, she's started medicine and SHOULD be able to stop once the test comes back at the end of next week. (Insert prayer here.) After you read the effects of this crazy stuff, even the strongest will consider the prospect of continuing this routine for another nine months to be simply out-of-the-question!

There are two drugs. One clear, and one that looks exactly like blood. The folks at the health department told me the combo would kill her stomach. The pharmacist said it shouldn't be any big deal, just give it with food. Who you gonna believe?

She had the first dose last night. It was a LOT to get down her, but we managed. This morning, I was a little surprised to see that it had turned her "pee" pink. (What little girl wouldn't choose pink pee if she could? How bad can this be?)

Dropped her at day care...forgot to mention the meds...after all, she just takes them once a day and she's just had ONE dose. What's the harm?

As I arrive to collect her in the evening, I notice she's changed cloths. No big deal, it happens. They tell me she had a wicked, red blowout. "Oh, really? Oops, I guess I did forgot to tell you, she's started some new medicine."

WB has hair covering his eyes. I can't take it for one more day. I've been threatening for 2 weeks and now we are finally off to Sports Clips for a cut. Fifteen minutes and one cute little "fohawk" later, we stop next door to pick up dinner at the noodle shop. We order and sit down to wait for our "to go" order. The place is packed. Sister is her usual, happy self...bouncing on my lap...laughing, constantly in motion.

Such a lovely scene...

until the waiter delivers the bag to our table...

and, I feel "it."

A wet spot...in my lap. A very large wet spot.

Crap. Literally and figuratively...and the diaper bag is in the car. I reach down, cup her bottom and raise her up using one hand. The other hand discretely pulls the damp skirt that clings to me. (Thank God, I opted for a brown floral pattern today instead of white, and what luck...good old brown poop instead of red!) I stand and tell WB to grab the bag and head to the car. I'm trying to hold sister, using her little body to block the view of my skirt. As usual, people are looking at us because our little sister commands attention in public. I just can't figure out if they are interested in her cute little face, or if they are staring at the warm, wet, goo that I feel oozing through my fingers?

A quick change in the back of the Highlander and we are headed home. WB can't understand why he can't eat in the car. But, in an effort to keep him out of the hospital until his father returns, I decide it is truly best not to use my poop- covered hands to open his dinner for him. (See, I DO know something!)

And now:

they are disinfected,

they are now fed, (I'll spare you the details of the bright orange, projectile vomit that followed dose number two.)

they are now safely tucked in bed,

and, I'm exhausted but laughing at my luck and wondering how I survived for the year that JB was in Afghanistan, when I had ONLY one kid and no blog...

Functionally Incompetent

2008-06-18T23:07:00.005-05:00

Our Daddy left on a military trip on Daddy's Day and we've been lost ever since. Of course, those that know us, know the amount of effort JB puts into his kids. Case in point, last time I saw my brother (BIG), he says, "Where's the baby-sitter? He must have duty, huh?"

So, it's not REALLY that bad...OK, maybe it is.

Let's use Monday as an example:

*Both kids dressed, fed and delivered to day care on time. As luck would have it, both kids are at the same church during the summer. It is sister's regular day care and WB's YMCA Camp is in the same building. SOOO Lucky!! HOWEVER, upon arrival I realize that little sister has NO FOOD. NO.FOOD. (Pretty basic parental responsibility there...feed your kids...whoops.) Thank God for Miss Penny, she spots us some food and we are off to start the day.

*Arrive at work...on time...it's a miracle. Thirty minutes into my day, my cell rings. I'm talking to my boss and I wouldn't normally answer it, but I don't recognize the number. I go ahead and answer it, good thing. WB is on the verge of tears..."Mom...I need $4 and my Y shirt, can you run home (a mere 20 miles) and get it? We are going to the movie. You forgot. I can't go without $4. Can you bring me $4?" (Only 4 blocks...inconvenient, but do-able). So I think....just a second. "WB, run down to sister's room and ask Miss Penny if you can borrow $4 for the movie." (Heck, she's fed one, she might as well finance the other!) God Bless Miss Penny.

*We make it home safely, but I have to call JB during the bath. "How do you get all the SOAP out of this kid's hair?"

*I collapse into bed Monday night. Of course, this is after sister finishes screaming because Daddy puts her to bed and frankly, she obviously believes I must not know what I'm doing!

*And we start again Tuesday: Food for both kids. (check) Glance at calendar, no field trip. (check) Load car, two kids. (check) Unload car, two kids. (check) And then, as I'm signing the boy into camp, the leader says..."Did you drop your check yesterday?" WHAT? SERIOUSLY? I have to REMEMBER to pay every week too?

It takes a village to raise Leigh Booth and her children. A very real village...and a very involved Daddy.

Hurry home dear...we miss you!

Happy Birthday Kaden!

2008-06-09T19:40:00.005-05:00

Happy 1st birthday Dude! I'm so sorry we missed your party! I was really looking forward to seeing your sweet face. I've missed you!

I've been thinking alot about you lately...remembering our first days together. Lounging in the tropics, laying under the ceiling fans in the big yellow building, sipping a little formula...staring into each other's eyes. You, dressed in that charming purple striped onesie (although my mom didn't get a picture of you in it!)...me, in the unforgettable red, white, and blue "All Star Pup" outfit.

We'd daydream about our families, and we waited, and waited, and waited to meet them. Boy, did we luck out or what?! Ain't life grand here in OKC?! (Even if you do have FIVE sisters!)

I was wondering if your hair was growing? I sure hope your mom finds time in her busy schedule to post a couple pictures of you so that I can have one to stare at as I plan our future!

Take Care Big Boy,

Love,

Your future girlfriend,

DoriGrace

Where' the Vacation?

2008-06-06T20:23:00.005-05:00

I love summer...hands down, my favorite time of year. (Seems to me that I've confided that before...) And I don't know why, but for some reason, summer always conjures up memories of my childhood. Among my favorites, are the snapshots in my mind of countless family vacations. When I was young, my parents were both school teachers. Obviously we weren't wealthy, but we lived a good life and I have wonderful memories of trapezing around the country with my parents, my older brother, my little sister, and usually our great Aunt Jewell.

Because of their school schedules, every summer we were off on great trips. (Remember, summer was three whole months back then!) Like many families at the time, we'd fold down the back seat of the station wagon ("Old Gold" our shiny, gold metallic wing-tipped wagon) and spread out the sleeping bags. The cooler was filled with drinks and sandwiches and was wedged against the back window. Our pillows resting against the back of the second seat, my brother and I would stretch out and sleep for hours on the road. Come on, after you've spent 30 minutes searching for license plates that represent all 50 states, what else are ya gonna do? Oklahoma....Oklahoma....Oklahoma....Arkansas!!! (People, we're talking 30 years before the invention of the trusty old Gameboy!)

While we didn't hit every state, we racked up the miles in "Old Gold" (and "Black Beauty" after her.) Yes, the cars of my childhood had names and it always seemed to make the trips even more exciting. Like you were taking another friend along for the ride! Gas was a whopping .36 a gallon. 1972...before the Arab Oil Embargo. (No, I don't remember that, I had to look it up!) Every summer, the question was never "if" we were going, but rather, when and where. Beaches, mountains, big cities, historical towns, battlefields, museums and amusement parks...stopping at every great restaurant, distillery and brewery along the way!

My, how things have changed:

---Summer has shrunk to only 10 weeks and JB is away for a good portion of that this year.

---Everyone must wear a seat belt at ALL times while traveling in a car so I can't sleep on the road like I use to. Don't ya remember standing in the seat next to your parents and having your mother stick her arm out to catch you when she hit the brakes? I'm dating myself, but man, those were the days!

---Oklahoma has 5,000 different options for license plates so what is the real point in trying to identify the other measly 49 states. And,

---Gas is almost FOUR flippin' dollars a gallon and we're still workin' off that little jaunt we took at Christmas.

Even though we are sticking pretty close to home this summer, we are fully booked with fun and excitement. (I know you are on the edge of your seat in anticipation of our next adventure, right?) If the storms ever stop and we can get the sun to shine, we'll have pictures on Sunday. Have a great weekend!

All Good In The Hood

2008-06-03T21:05:00.003-05:00

We got great news yesterday...FINALLY! All of Little Sister's blood work came back "normal." Our fears that something might have been missed in your pre-adoption screening were relieved...no HIV, no Hep! I never came right out and expressed those concerns, but the type of infection DG had is most often found in those with immune issues. Since her testing was initially done in Vietnam, the infectious disease specialist recommended redoing everything. We decided it was easiest to do the blood work while she was out for surgery and I'm really glad we did.

The pathology is normal. We are still waiting to see what grows in the dish, but right now, the belief is that DG is going to be just fine and it doesn't look like any further medicine will be necessary.

How lucky are we???

I am ready to get that girl in her swimsuit and splash around in PaPa's pool...only two more weeks to go!

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Happy Trails To You.....

I'm SO happy for those traveling this week, especially Paula and Bill who are traveling to bring their son, David, home. Rather than just making the adoption trip, the Cooks are doing a full-fledged Vietnamese adventure! I'm also really looking forward to following Tricia and Rob as they head to CanTho (and DoriGrace's orphanage) to meet their son, Liam! Shelley and Brian have waited (beyond patiently) for entirely too long and they are off to collect Sam.

Our prayers are also with Aunt LoLo and Austin as they enjoy their school trip to Washington, D.C. We'll miss you!

Safe Travels guys!!

This We Know...

2008-05-30T19:09:00.002-05:00

I was glad to see the surprised look on our pediatrician’s face today when he walked in the exam room. It was as though he was saying, “You…again???” I’m so glad that he was with us for WB’s infancy and he “knows” us because sometimes I feel that otherwise he'd have me pegged as a real nut.

I greeted him with, “It's been seven whole days (Man, that’s a record!) since we last saw you and DG wanted to check in before the weekend.” I then explained our real reason for being there- that I was concerned about her incision and the surgeon was not in his office today. He took a look…said he was concerned too. (Yea! Validation! It’s not just my imagination!!)

He stepped out to make a few calls. When he came back, he’d secured a magical “no waiting” appointment back downtown at the hospital. I continue to be SO happy with our doctor! I told him today that I was SO thankful for him…I can ALWAYS get a same-day appointment, he listens to me, he refers when necessary, and MOST importantly, he can use the telephone!! (The whole process of waiting for letters and reports to be sent back and forth between doctors so they can be included in medical files is maddening!!)

Off we went to Children’s. The surgeon I saw said the area was very swollen, but he didn’t think it was infected. He explained that our lymph systems are designed to carry fluid and since they removed “a whole bunch” (strange, I thought they only took two) she was left with a little empty pocket that has collected fluid. He said that eventually, the body would adjust and the fluid would settle out. We should be OK unless she becomes cranky, runs a fever, or if the area becomes hot, hard, or red. (Can I get a Woo Hoo??!!)

Even though I didn’t get a full report of the blood work and test results, I did learn two very important (at least to us) things:

1. She had NO abnormal cell growth. (No tumor…thank you Lord!)
2. She did test positive for an “atypical micro bacteria”.

I may be corrected later, but I understand this to confirm that she really did need to have these nodes removed. Initially, I had struggled with having them removed because swollen nodes are a common side effect of the BCG vaccine and if DG’s nodes related to her vaccine, they would eventually heal on their own. (This may have take 6-12 months though.)

I assume this bacterium is the same kind that she had at the injection site. What we don’t know, but should know Monday, is what our next step is. DG’s file is on top of the stack for the infectious disease guy to review Monday and his nurse assures us that we’ll be priority.

So, we are back to waiting for one of two possible outcomes:

1. We’re done. Infection contained and removed. OR
2. We’re starting a long round of IV antibiotics.

I know this is a lot of info, but I’m sharing so much for a couple of reasons. One, this little princess has so many people that love, care and pray about her (many that I don’t even know) that I wanted to make sure no one was worrying. We’re OK…we’re good. And Two, I know many AP and PAPs have (or will have) BCG issues. We’re a strange case, a really rare case, but the story is worth putting out there for you guys in the hopes it many help someone else.

Thanks for checking on us...

I'm off to use as many of the $10 off (a purchase of $30) coupons as I can before Walgreen's closes tonight!

I'm Still Here!

2008-05-29T22:02:00.003-05:00

I know my posts have fallen off a bit, I've heard the cries of my loyal readers ("Hi Nanny and Papa!") and I promise to do a little better.

Things are really hectic this week. We didn't do a very good job of planning for the first week of summer. School is out but day care and camps aren't open yet. We didn't realize this until last week so JB and I didn't have vacation scheduled. WB has had a great week, but I feel (just a little) guilty because he's been pawned off to sitters and gracious friends. A different stop everyday. Next week the real fun begins. We really try to pack his summer with camps and activities...something different every week. Next week - tennis camp. My little man, who overheats in 90 degree weather - who had a total meltdown and turned into a cherry tomato in the outdoor market in Vietnam - will be out running around in the direct sun for 4 hours a day next week. (What was I thinking???)

Little sister continues to amaze us. She bounced back from surgery with minimal downtime. She is undaunted by the incision and continues to perfect her bouncy, Army crawl. (She's hilarious to watch as she scoots along the floor with a rhythmic motion resembling a partially paralyzed inchworm.) She LOVES to stand and bounce when she is being help on someone's lap. I mean, she'll bounce for hours! Last week during her nine month check up, our pediatrician turned to me and said, "God help you when she starts walking." She's obviously made an impression on him.

She just inspires me. I've said it before, but I really feel that our girl is "destined for greatness." She's had a challenging entry into life and a difficult transition to this country. I don't think she has ever been 100% but you'd never guess it to look at her. She's tough, opinionated, and dominates our home in a way her big brother never has. And, every time I look at her (especially if I haven't seen her for a few hours), I'm just so taken by her beauty. The joy she bestows with each smile is just priceless. We are so blessed...

We are STILL waiting to hear results on the blood work, pathology and microbiology from the surgery...and I am starting to worry. I was pretty confident at first, but I'm honestly worried now. Worried, and more than a little scared.

She's got another lump...

Two Lumps To The Lab

2008-05-21T16:50:00.002-05:00

We are home and everything went well.

DG had a little apple juice around 5 this morning and wasn't fussy at all before they took her back. Honestly, I hadn't worried too much about this procedure, but there is something about the moment when you had your child to the surgery nurse. It almost brings me to my knees. I got a little teary, but little sister was good and I had JB to take my hand.

They told us it would be pretty quick, so I became more nervous as the clock ticked. After about an hour, the surgeon called JB's cell phone and gave him the report. He removed two lumps, one was sent off to pathology and one was sent off to microbiology. She was groggy, but we could go back and see her.

We had the best recovery nurse. Her first words to us were, "Can I have her? She's the most precious thing I've ever seen!" DG's eyes were open and she was sucking on some apple juice. She was pretty grumpy, and she was oozing a little. She was very glad to see us, although not nearly as glad as we were to see her.

She was in recovery for a couple of hours before we were allowed to leave. She's got a Loritab script and strict instructions to stay out of the water for a month. Serious, we can bath her, but nothing else for a month. I am thinking there must have been some green goo in there...I've never heard of having to stay out of the water for a month!! (I guess this pushes back her pool debut until July 4th!)

The incision is larger than I imagined. Sometimes it seems to bother her, and sometimes it is as if nothing happened. She is pretty clingy, but she's home and awake and lumpless, and we're feeling very blessed.

Twas The Night Before...

2008-05-20T22:13:00.003-05:00

(Isn't she just BEAUTIFUL? Great shot of her two little teeth, huh?)

Little sister woke with green snot this morning and I was concerned that she had an infection that would postpone her surgery. But, our pediatrician worked her in and got her some meds. He thinks she is good to go for tomorrow.

We are set for 9:00 am in the morning. No formula or food after midnight, but she can have clear liquids until 5:15 am. So, it isn't quite as bad as I'd thought yesterday. We are really looking forward to having this behind us and hope to finally get some answers.

AI Addiction

2008-05-18T23:12:00.000-05:00

OK, so I confess. I love all TV that is "reality". (I have a DVR, and I know how to us it!) I watched them all...from the early days of MTV Rea1 Wor1d, to Survir0r and American 1dol. I confess to being obsesses with reality TV. I'll watch just about every pathetic show about any pathetic creature trying to plod their way through survival, captivity, addiction, love, cooking and/or decorating.

And, I also confess...WB has been influenced a bit. So, when "Santa" brought a Wee, I was thrilled when WB asked for American 1dol. Woo Hoo! Finally, a kid's game that da mama can love and enjoy!!

However, I'm now questioning the appropriateness of it all.

There is truly something unnerving about hearing your 8 year old sing (at the top of his lungs while jumping on the trampoline):

"O...O....O....I...I just died in your arms tonight. Must have been something you said...I should have walked away...should have walked away." OR

"My girls in the next room...sometimes I wish she were you. I guess we never really moved on..."

Lips of an Angel just isn't an 8 year old's song. It's just wrong. I'm sure the neighbors are very impressed. Again, I'm reminded that my qualifications for "Parent of the Year" are simply limitless.

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Here is a picture from the weekend. You can't really see, but the vaccination site has almost healed entirely. We are still on for our surgery on Wednesday. For some reason, they don't give you a time until the day before. We have our fingers crossed for the first available appointment. DG still wakes for a bottle once a night and I can't imagine not letting her have anything after midnight and then having to wait until 11:00 for surgery. The Princess will surely be telling everyone about the injustice.

Hey, maybe I'll be able to secure some more votes for "Parent of the Year"?

Show Stopper

2008-05-11T18:18:00.003-05:00

We often call little sister our "Show Stopper" because when we are out in public she regularly receives attention from those seated near or passing by us. She is SO cute, and so tiny, I think people don't expect her to be holding her head up, sitting, and wiggling as much as she does. Of course, we also get lots of commentary on the hair. WB has never been jealous of the attention his sister receives, on the contrary, he's just as proud as we are.

Today, after a wonderful lunch with our dearest friends, we went to the mall to exchange my Mother's Day gift. (The PURSE, but that's a(whole)nother story!) As we begin our decent down the escalator, I see a couple of women at the bottom of the escalator next to us. They are beginning their ride up and DoriGrace has already captured their attention. They are obviously talking about her, as they point and smile in our direction. As we pass, they say, "She's just adorable, look at that hair!" We smile, no doubt beaming with pride, and say, "Thank you."

When we reach the bottom and exit the escalator, WB turns to me and says, "You know Mom, they were looking at me first."

OK, so maybe we will have some sibling rivalry someday after all...

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I've had such a great day! Surely, the best Mother's Day on record for me. I am so blessed and I feel very loved and appreciated today. Isn't that what it is all about?

I hope yours was just as wonderful!

Text Meseg Brake Up

2008-05-08T22:10:00.002-05:00

My posts have been rather heavy lately, as I've been worried about the girl. While I'm still really worried, but I thought I'd lighten things up a bit...

Here's my slice of life for today:

WB is bellied-up to the bar, enjoying his taco dinner. He pulls a picture from his backpack that he has drawn today, and says, "Mom, did I tell you about text message brake up?" (Or, Text Meseg Brake Up as he has labeled it.)

"No, what's text message brake up?", I ask. He hands me the picture. It depicts a man, a woman, and a child forming a triangle with lines between them. In the center there is a broken heart.

He's so proud of the picture and he's proud to explain, "The dad wants to go to the bar, the mom wants to go to the casino, and the kid wants to go spend the night at his friend's house." (OK...so he totally lost me with the dad at the bar??? What the??? Where does he get this stuff?)

And then...the true gravity of the situation settles in. "WB did you draw this in class or day care?"

"School"

Hard swallow.

"Did you show it do anyone? Oh my, WB please tell me you didn't...show it to your friends, or (gulp) your teachers? Where did this come from? What gave you this idea??"

"Just Ms. H...I only showed it to Ms. H...I didn't show it to any other teachers."

Great. That's a relief...at least the counselor and the principal don't think that your dad drinks, and your mom gambles, and you're pawned off to whomever will take you. That's comforting.

Surely we're still in the running for Parents of the Year?

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Little sister's surgery is the 21st. It sounds like a pretty simple deal, but they do have to put her "all the way under." Of course, I worry that she isn't even 14 lbs yet, but the surgeon is great and assures me he's done much smaller. We've been SO impressed with Children's in OKC. Yes, it takes forever, but they seriously seem to care about our princess and that really calms me.

Well, as much as a neurotic, over-protective (and obviously gambling-addicted) mother can be calmed.

One Lump or Two?

2008-05-03T10:23:00.002-05:00

Sorry for the delay in updating. I've been rather stressed this week. Even though I appreciate this blog for the benefits I receive...in kind thoughts and well-wishes from so many people, I still haven't been able to muster the energy to post my update on little sister.

We saw "the man" at OU on Wednesday. I was SO impressed with his interest in DG and his willingness to explain everything to me. It probably isn't a good idea for me try explain things here, although I am certainly willing to share the info individually with anyone who might be facing similar situation.

Basically, we've gotten some misinformation along the way. The lumps (yes, there are two now..almost the size of little chocolate Easter eggs) have to come out. Little sister has an infection called Fortituitum. The lumps could be either BCG or Fortituitum, although chances are the BCG would have worked itself out by now, so it is probably the Fortituitum. They need to come out pretty quickly, so we are expecting to hear about an appointment with the surgeon on Monday. Although you can never to sure, I am under the impression that once the lumps are removed (as long as they are removed before they start to break up, and as long as the biopsy results are OK) that should be the end of it. I keep telling myself that things aren't "that bad"...it could be worse...I'm just ready for this to be over...

Your prayers are appreciated!

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I feel rather selfish in that I haven't commented on the current sad state of things in the Vietnam adoption world. It is now clear that adoptions will end (again!) in on September 1, 2008. My heart breaks for the children and for those that have been waiting and will now have to consider other options. I can't imagine how I'd handle the news if I were in your shoes and I wish you all the best on your journey!

Peace!

The $41 Mystery

2008-04-23T20:04:00.003-05:00

As background, I should say that WB has always been a bit of a story-teller. He's always on the cusp of truth vs fiction and we often have to ask..."Are you telling the truth, or making up a story?"

Having said all that, imagine our surprise when we received an email from WB's teacher this morning. She said that WB appeared in class today with money in hand to spend at the school store. (That is a little PTO project which carries items from .10 to 2.00. It is "open" once a week, on Wednesday and students can buy candy/junk for after school.) The only problem...WB had $41! $41 which he was proudly flashing to all his classmates.

When asked, WB said that he'd asked his dad for $$ for the school store this morning. As is often the case as we try to rush out the door in the morning, Dad said, "When is it? We'll see...." When he arrived at school for "before care", WB was surprised to find $41 hidden in an interior pocket of his backpack.

He told the teacher, with his dangling tooth grin, that the money had "just appeared." Mrs. H. took the $$ and placed it in an envelope in her desk to hold it for WB. She explained that she didn't want him to lose it, that he wasn't in trouble, and that she would keep it for him. As luck would have it, the store was closed today due to standardized testing and all $41 returned home tonight.

When we got the email, JB and I were immediately worried. He said, "I didn't put $41 in his backpack, did you?" "Of course I didn't!" I replied "I don't have $41!" We guessed...where did he get $41?? He can't open his piggy bank, but he is famous for picking up $$ left on the counter or washing machine and "claiming" it as his. He sure has been fibbing a lot lately, but SURELY we don't have a thief under our roof???

This evening, we confronted the boy..."where did you get that money?.....I didn't put it there...Dad didn't put it there....where'd you get that money?" He stuck to his story...he "found it"...in the backpack..."I promise...I didn't take it...I didn't take it...I promise...I "found it"...I didn't put it there." He cried, he whaled...I felt terrible...He's fooled us before, but I wanted to believe him...he was seriously upset...but I'm tired of being lied to.

So I ask WB to go get his backpack and show me where he "found" the money. He bounds upstairs and returns. He unzips the bag, rips open a Velcro pouch, digs down and shows a little hidden pocket...he said he didn't even know it was there before today.

And then...

I remember...

as we frantically raced to pack for Vietnam...I didn't have a diaper bag...I dumped the boy's backpack and filled it with stuff for little sister. It was my purse and sister's diaper bag for two weeks. And I remember, when I was trying to organize myself, how pleased I was to find a hidden pocket (inside a pocket) where I could safely stash some quick cash for the trip.

It just took the boy three months to find it and he just happened to find it on a day that he'd asked for money. So today, he thought he had the best parents in the world, and we didn't even believe him because of all of his "stories."

Even though I know he was hurt that we didn't believe him, I think/HOPE the situation made an impression on him and he learned a lesson in the value of ALWAYS about telling the truth. Time will tell....

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We have the next available appointment with "The Man"...next Wednesday! I'm so excited! FINALLY! The lymph node is getting bigger, but it doesn't seem to bother her and she's still goo-free.

Marla, the BCG vaccine is given in developing countries to those that are at increased risk for exposure to TB. It isn't given (across the board) in the US, and (as far as I can determine) hasn't been given in modern history to babies here. There are some common side effects, mostly ulceration (to varying degrees) at the injection site. Since it isn't given here, there aren't many doctors with experience in dealing with the side effects. So, when a kid starts to have issues, it is very difficult to find credible answers. That's where we are, but hopefully we'll know more this time next week.

No News Is Good News

2008-04-16T21:35:00.003-05:00

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, but I've just been trying to stay afloat.

Not much new to report on the lump. We are still waiting for the pediatric infectious disease specialist to work us in. We did see our pediatrician yesterday because sister woke with a swollen left eye. She's been congested for a couple of days. No one would have noticed the eye, except me. She just didn't look right...I'm da mama, I know. Turns out, her left ear is infected. One day of medicine and she already looks and acts better.

Thank you all for your posts and encouragement. We are very confident that the lump is related to the bump, which is ultimately related to the BCG vaccine. The DNA test performed by the Health Department has ruled out TB, so we are no longer concerned there. The only question which remains is where the red bumps come from. Little sister routinely breaks out in red blotches...sometimes on her face, often on her torso. They aren't really a rash, they are more like whelps. We are still waiting to see "the man" in OKC and hope that he will fill in all the blanks for us.

Our Dr. continues to be very complimentary about DG and her motor skills and overall development. Although she was slower to sit up than WB, I can say without a doubt, she has surpassed him in everything else. She is the strongest, most stubborn child I've ever met. It is cute now...at less than 14 lbs, but we are surely in for a lifetime of challenges with this firecracker!

This girl, she's just such a mess! Such a perfect, incredibly beautiful, unbelievably unique, and totally lovable MESS. She has more "little" issues, and I've learned more from her in four short months, than I thought possible. Don't worry about us...we're good. I'll let you know when we see the specialist. Thanks again for the support....

A Bump In The Road

2008-04-09T21:56:00.003-05:00

I've purposefully hesitated in writing this post because I didn't want to alarm any one, but now that I've briefed Aunt LJ, my sis, and my mom, I'll go ahead.

Last night, while putting lotion on DG after her bath, I found a marble-sized lump under her left arm. It is firm/hard and immobile. We have no idea how long it has been there, I can't imagine very long though because it is very noticeable. If you've followed our crazy history, yes, the left arm is the "green goo" arm.

We were at the doctor as early as possible this morning. Almost immediately I heard him say, "I am very concerned." (I heard the term "very concerned" about ten times today.) He called in another ped from the practice to consult. They agreed that the lump likely related to the green goo (which is what we believe to be where she received her BCG vaccine) and the red blotches which come and go.

They immediately sent us across the street to the hospital for a chest xray. Fortunately, the report on that is all clear and normal. We are patiently waiting to get into the city's leading infectious disease specialist. Based upon our conversation, I was under the impression we'd be seeing him today or tomorrow. However, it doesn't look like we're gonna be that lucky and it may be sometime next week. Our Dr. still needs to get the info from the dermatologist on the biopsies from last month so that we have all the pieces of the puzzle for "the man" to evaluate.

Like I said, I am a little freaked out by the lump. I have done some more reading on the internet, (I know, I know, Dr. G00GLE is was very dangerous guy...)and I do feel a little better. The ulcer-like sore is a fairly common side effect of the vaccine. Swelling in the lymph nodes is a little less likely, but it does happen. I can't find anything about the mystery spots, but our pediatrician is pretty sure they are related. At this point, we've tested both positive and negative for TB...and that is also common for infants that receive the BCG vaccine. So, I am feeling calmer than when I first felt the lump and my mind immediately jumped to "tumor" which was closely followed by "cancer." I don't feel that freaky now, but I'll sure feel better when get some answers. It seems hard to believe that she would still be actively reacting to a vaccine that was administered six months ago!

In addition, Dr. A. wants to proceed with the GI study to try and figure out the bowel issues but he wants to wait until we figure out about the arm/lump/mystery spot issues. DG is gaining weight, she's up to 13 lbs 10 oz, and eating well. She can't handle cereal and doesn't like fruits, and as long as we put Karo syrup in a couple bottles a day, the poop screaming is "less" bloodcurdling.

I know that several APs and PAPs still read my blog and this BCG info may be valuable to someone down the road. I guess I say all this because I want to reassure those in this process. I am totally confident that DG was a healthy (although tiny) baby and that she received good care in Can Tho. She's still a "healthy baby"...she is totally on track with all her developmental milestones...but even after we get this arm-thing figured out, she's got some "issues" that are gonna take a while to work out. I'm thankful we are in a position to do that, and I hope and pray it is that easy.

I guess it is like LJ reminded me today, since we don't know her history, we are probably in for a lifetime of surprises like this with our little girl. In the almost four months since we've had her, she's brought more joy than I imagined was possible. She amazes me everyday and she brings so much light and joy to our family. So, tonight I remind myself that this "bump" under the arm is really just a bump in the road...

A bump that knocked the wind out of da mama,

A bump that scares the daddy more than he lets on,

But, it is just a bump...and this too shall pass.

Misc. Update

2008-03-29T15:00:00.002-05:00

I thought I'd give you all a quick update on what we know about the arm. We got a call from the dermatologist on Friday letting us know that after almost 4 weeks, one of the samples had tested positive on an Acid Fast Stain. (What the??) The types of issues that usually cause a positive result have been ruled out...TB, leprosy, and some others I can't pronounce (let alone spell.) So, the results have been forwarded to the State Health Department. (Again, what the???)

I'm not really sure what to expect from this point on. I'm not really worried because the biopsy site is healing nicely and there are no apparent signs of infection. Although she'll likely have a sizable scar, it looks tons better. And, most importantly, after three months it appears to be going away.

Thank you all for your insight into this problem. It kinda sounds bad when I say that I have been comforted to find out that DoriGrace isn't the only infant from Vietnam to have this type of bump. We just seemed to have a stronger infection. Joan, I really appreciate your post. Yes, it is the upper left arm and your experience sounds very similar without the green goo.

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On a personal note...I'm starving. Why is it when you diet, you become hungrier than you've ever been in your life?? JB and I are both exercising, thanks to our new outrageously expensive elliptical trainer. Two weeks...no weigh loss, lots of sore muscles, hunger and fatigue. Bah humbug...

The Best We Have

2008-03-25T22:14:00.004-05:00

We had a lovely Easter. Our extended family are well and we have so much to be thankful for!

I don't know what my issue is these days, but I seem to be having a hard time blogging. I just don't have much to say, which is so interesting since I'm such a talker and we've done a lot to talk about.

We're (JB and I) are both working out on our new elliptical. We really splurged and bought a "gym quality" model and we have just been so inspired and motivated! Now, if we can just see some results by summer...

DG is doing well. As soon as we started her on cereal, the screaming poop began again, so we've dropped cereal for now. She likes veggies, hates fruit, and seems to be growing a little. The arm is healing, but will likely leave a pretty good-sized bump.

WB continues to inspire me with how much he loves his little sister. He is so loving and interested in her. I'm so proud of him. I love this picture of them.

Our Easter pictures are terrible this year....we just can't seem to get everyone focused on the camera at the same time! This is the best we have...

Palace of Pigs

2008-03-19T22:16:00.004-05:00

This one started it all.

This is the pig that I fell in love with.

And now, the little "Year of the Pig" Princess has a growing piggy bank collection that will soon dominate her room. The poor little swine will have a good home here. Too bad they'll probably remain empty because I'll be spending all our spare change going to market to buy more piggies to join them. Poor, poor little porkers.

And, it's all this pig's fault.

Thanks Marla!

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For those still curious about DG's arm...It seems the green goo grows only in the arm, not the petri dish. WHATEVER! It makes no sense! I guess they are still waiting on one "slice", but so far, there is no diagnosis other than it is "an infectious process." Duh? The stitches are out and it looks pretty good this week, so we'll see...

How Can I Refuse...

2008-03-11T19:02:00.002-05:00

Pictures for her inquiring public:

WB was really trying to help me capture the cuteness of the towel wrap, but DG is still in control and she wasn't interested.

We are blessed at this house and so thankful...just so very thankful for everything.