What happens when you write a long blog post with lots of pictures and lots of details… well, you use up all your good writing material and don’t bother to come back and say more for awhile!
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I’ll post pictures later, but since the last post we have:
- Had eight school days – Anna is reading like a champ!
- A women’s retreat – I got some really special time with my sister
- Two AWANA nights – Both Anna and Maggie get to go
- Got three more roosters – headed for a pot eventually
- Had Maggie’s fourth birthday party – can you believe she’s four!?
- Gone to Kid’s Club – an indoor playground – it was part of Maggie’s birthday
- Visited two great-grandparents – that was really special… we saw Grandma Chapman and Grandma and Grandpa Davis… next up, Grandma Daniel! Wish you were closer, Grandma and Grandpa Hooge!!
- Had Jordan’s LAST post-placement report visit – That means he has been home for TWO YEARS!
- Visited the library – the tiny La Center library is pretty nice, actually.
- and kept up with laundry, dishes, meals and so on… well, as much as one can.
My list today says to:
- Rewrite the grocery list with what I forgot
- Call a friend who is owed a phone call since last Friday
- Order photos for the post-placement report
- Work on captioning the photos in the big family album I’ve been trying to update
- Read my Bible study chapters
- Catch up the laundry
- Empty the dishwasher
- Prepare dinner (and lunch and snacks, but they don’t make it onto the list)
Do homeschool with the kids
And then if for some reason I actually accomplish this, I will:
- Schedule an ear and heart checkup for Jordan
- Research insurance for open season coming up at Brian’s work
- Vacuum, wash windows and clean bathrooms
- Renew books at the library – pick up library holds
And all with Carolyn being soooooo incredibly fussy and hard to please as she is teething.
So now I will leave you with pictures from (almost) two years ago when Jordan got home. His gotcha day is 11/28/2011 and his get-home day is 12/03/2011. I’ll try to do an update on his development around the two year mark.
At the airport in size 24 month clothes… holding him for the first time. Memory: relief. Memory: he stunk.
No worries with the woodstove… he didn’t crawl much yet.
My two teeny meenies. He is not so scrawny now. Memory: I could not keep his diaper up, much less his pants, because his bottom was so tiny!
He could pull to stand!