Hoping to adopt

Our friends, Daniel & Laura, are trying to adopt a baby. (They want everyone to know that they are not teenagers.) They aren't as young as they look. They have both completed college, love to travel, and spend time with family. You can tell by looking at them that they truly adore each other as husband and wife. For a long time, Laura has dreamed of being a mother. Daniel & Laura have struggled with infertility. Despite this she has prepared a nursery & baby supplies for her future baby. She's ready! We know one day, she will get her wish and be an amazing mom to her sweet baby.

If you know of anyone considering adoption, please pass on their information. Their profile can be found (click)here.

That just about sums it up

I heard a real gem while at Walmart this morning. I know that you must think I am crazy going to the super center the day after Christmas. I ventured out because we absolutely had to restock on the necessities in our house, Dr. Pepper and toilet paper.

While I was there I noticed a frazzled mom who had enough of her 7 year old daughter's grumbling about wanting more toys, the day after Christmas, while on their grocery trip in the store. Finally, she loudly proclaims, "If you're not happy with what you got for Christmas, I can take all your crap back." (Except she didn't say crap) I know I should have been more disappointed at her cursing at her 1st grader, but I couldn't help but secretly applaud her. I assure you, it was awesome.

Family Resemblance?

I've gotten a lot of comments on my parenting skills this week. The 5 year old we reside with is sick and tired of not getting enough candy or presents with every shopping trip and has had it up to his red head about our vegetable policy. I didn't realize his resentment would spill over to wish for new parents.

Today, Adam had a play date with his 4 year old friend, Troy. For entertainment, Adam was showing off one special photo Christmas card to his friend. It is the one of our friends Dylan & Paige (pictured above.)

Troy asked, "Who are they"

Adam responded proudly, "That's my mom and dad"

Troy looked puzzled. Even he could tell there was something not quite right about that statement.

As I dispelled the truth that the card was not of us, he said, "oh, well that guy has the same sweater as my dad."

There you have it. Apparently if you start to dress like us, you gain custody of our child.

Oh, and Dylan & Paige how about visitation every other weekend and 1 month in the summer? I figured we could just split Adam's college tuition.