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So mom decided I should get to write my own post for a change. She’s tired so today she is napping and I am at the computer.

I want you to know that Sweet Potatoes are the best thing EVER! Mommy won’t let me have more than one jar at a time, but I think I could eat at least two. She doesn’t seem to like it when I spit my food out, though. I don’t understand why. It’s so funny when tiny bits of my food fly from my mouth to her face. She keeps repeating the word “no”….I wonder what that means. It must mean I am pretty funny because every time she says it I just laugh and she eventually smiles.

I think mommy should pay a little more attention when Carter says he is going to “play” with me. This morning he wanted me to play ball with him and didn’t seem to understand that when he throws the ball at my head, I can’t really move out of the way. All it does is knock me over and sometimes it makes me cry. But I’ll let you in on a little secret: It doesn’t hurt, I just like for mommy to pick me up and cuddle with me and she always does that when I cry.

Carter is about the funniest person I know and he always makes me laugh. I like to inch my way over to his toys and put them all in my mouth! Sometimes he doesn’t like it when I do that, but he usually gives me something else to play with instead.

The most fun I have all day is on the changing table. Would someone out there PAAAHHHLEASE explain to my mommy that it IS TOO funny when I wiggle around while she tries to change me. It’s a game, she just doesn’t know it.

And while you’re at it, tell her to stop feeding me squash. Have you ever tried that stuff? Now that I’ve had fruit, I’ll leave the squash for the babies.

Gracey

You’ve all seen links to different products show up on blogs from time to time. For every click the blogger gets a set amount of money,etc…. Have you heard about this type of ads on blogs? The basic premise is that you get paid to blog about certain companies or products or whatever advertisers want you to blog about. Crazy, huh?

Even crazier is the man who started it all, Ted Murphy. I think Murphy is an ex-con who learned about the internet while in prison. He ran all the online personals for his fellow inmates and decided to take that knowledge and use it to start over when he was released. Is that true? Come on, I wouldn’t lie to you for a buck, would I?

Today was the most beautiful day we’ve had in a loong time, here in the hot zone. It only got up to about 92 degrees but the humidity was low so it was wonderful. We spent most of our day outside and Carter slept like a rock at naptime!

It’s supposed to get down to 67 tonight, which is about like wintertime here in Houston. I just can’t believe it! I know you are bored out of your mind reading about the weather, but I’m too excited to not write it. So deal.

Gracey started talking today. No actual words, but she is definitely using her consonant sounds now and used them for about fifteen minutes straight in the car. She’s going to have the gift of gab – I have no IDEA where that may come from. ?

I’m sure we won’t hear it again for a couple of weeks. That is her usual style, she’ll do something new for a day and then seems to forget about it for a couple of weeks. I’m trying to teach her some sign language, though I have no idea when she might actually be able to sign back to me. Just the basics right now : “eat” and “all done”. OH, and I should add that this girl LIKES her some baby food. I mean, she is all but eating the spoon these days.

“Elmo needs to go pee pee on the potty.”

I followed not far behind SPeedy and got to the bathroom just in time to watch Elmo get a swirly. Now I have a toilet water drenched headed Elmo and a son who doesn’t understand why Elmo can’t come back and play.

when you are trying to get everyone ready to get out the door in the morning:

“Mommy! Have poo-poo on fingers!”

Here are two new sites, set up by Claudia at www.fletcherclan.blogspot.com (sorry, I can’t get links to work today) that you will find interesting and informative!

She describes them below:

The first is “www.adoptionblogcentral.com I want this to be a place where people can find links to many different adoption blogs. I also want it to be a place where people who have read good blog entries can email me so that I can tell other people about them. I would like it to be a collection, so to speak, of some of the best written blog entries about adoption as well as a place to link to many other great adoption blogs. So, if you have ideas, or want your blog included, email me or comment here. Right now it is plain and ugly, but as time goes on you’ll see improvements.

2) The second I am really excited about as well. www.adoptionthinktank.blogspot.com . It is my goal to connect therapists, child protection workers, foster and adoptive parents, homestudy workers, speakers, specialists, etc. to discuss pertinent ideas and issues. I hope to gather enough people who are willing to respond to questions to include an “ask a professional” link and an “ask a parent link.” I would love to see all of the people I have met in this field from every arena getting together and connecting to discuss issues on how we can make things better for kids — by changing the way we parent, by changing the system a little better, by changing the way we practice social work, etc.

Not when the imitator is a two year old and the imitatee is his mommy. I say so many wonderful things to him all day long, “Great job, Carter……You can do it……I love you……Wow, that’s super!…..” so why is it that when he mimics me, he only says the things I say when I am correcting his behavior?

There’s this STUPID little bitty plastic person in his playroom and he calls it mommy. Just now, I heard him “talking” to mommy and he was saying: “Lay DOWN! ……. Look at me……LOOK at MEEE………LAY DOWN……..Una staAnd?  Una staAnd?”

Geez. Of all the things……

33 days until we go back to court for the TPR (termination of parental rights) hearing. It’s still a mixed bag for me, excitement coupled with sadness at a family falling apart.

No, that’s not entirely true. I no longer believe in families “falling” apart, I believe people choose to divide their families. I think it is what is happening with Gracey and Carter’s birthparents – they have made a choice to not work to get their children back. They haven’t even tried.

How am I going to tell my sweet little Gracey that her birthmommy never even made an attempt to get her back? How will I look in Carter’s face when he is older and tell him that they didn’t do ONE THING in their case plan? Don’t get me wrong, because they don’t seem capable of getting it together, I’m grateful they didn’t work their plans. Grateful, because hopefully it will speed the whole process along some.

But it would be nice if I could one day say, “honey, they tried. They really, really tried but they were just too sick…or too deep into their addictions….” I’ll always tell them that they came to visits. I’ll tell them about the smiles on their birthparents’ faces when they saw SPeedy and Gracey. I’ll tell them how they use to rush out to the car to greet them when we pulled into the parking lot.

It’s something.

33 days until the next step in the proces to making a permanent plan for our SPeedy and Gracey. If all goes as planned I know I will shed tears that day – both of joy and of sadness, of gratefullness and of loss.

Like I said, it’s a mixed bag.

On a completely different subect, I’ve been teaching Carter to give smoots. You know, where you put your lips on someone’s face but instead of kissing, you make a pooting noise. (sorry, there really isn’t any other way to explain it) Anyway, I give them to him all the time and today, he started giving them back. Only he doesn’t quite get the idea and he ends up kinda makin’ out with my face…….and it is REALLY gross.

I almost forgot to tell you about my sweet little Gracey. She stayed with my MIL all day today and Carter and I picked her up after “school”. When I walked in, she grinned from ear to ear and waved her arms up and down. Granny sat on the couch with her and I walked over and kissed her, but left her sitting on Granny’s lap. As I was turning to go sit on the other couch, Gracey got the BIGGEST frown on her face and was about to cry. So I went back and got her and she laughed. It was adorable. I know one day it won’t be so adorable, but this was the first time she’s done that!

Okay, so today was day one of this year’s Mother’s Day Out and Carter actually slept! Yes, you read that correctly, HE SLEPT at MDO! Woo Hoo for Speedster! He cried when I left him there but he settled down pretty quickly. I felt a little guilty – there were several moms wiping away tears up and down the halls and I felt like I should have felt bad. BUT I DIDN’T! I knew he would have a lot of fun and I knew he’d be just fine. I also knew I’d have some fun…..hee hee hee

So anyway, I talked to Brigitte after the kids had been there for a couple of hours and she filled me in on what she’d accomplished. But you want to know what her FAVORITE thing was? And this is a quote, or almost anyway, “My favorite thing I’ve done today is poop!” Geez, Brig, you gotta get out more.

I asked Carter if he had fun and he said, “yeah”. I said, “do you want to go back next week?” and He said, “YESSSSSSSSSSS!” So I guess he liked it.

What did I get accomplished on my first MDO day? Nada. Zip. Zilch. Zero. And it was fantastic.

"Samuel took a single rock and set it upright between Mizpah and Shen. He named it Ebenezer (Rock of Help), saying, This marks the place where GOD helped us."

1 Samuel 7:12 The Message

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