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Birthday fun

Well, I’m older. Not a big concern of course, as the average age in our family dropped dramatically earlier this year, and given the change - I just feel younger. It’s an amazing and unexpected side effect of becoming CJs Daddy.

We had some crazy fun with our dear friends from RI a couple of weeks ago. They brought home the adorable and ever affectionate AJ just a few weeks before we CJ came home. We’re learning that 1 year olds don’t exactly play with eachother a lot, but they certainly check eachother out. And after hanging out for a couple of days - they were certainly comfortable with eachother.

We had a blast at Hershey Park, only, again - with the camera limitations, we’ll have to rely on the D family to share their photos. Blessings to T, J, D, C, M, & AJ - you’re a cool family of 6 - how does it feel to hear it that way? Can’t wait to see you again.

Camera still on the blink, but here are a few shots of the tots hanging out and posing first thing in the morning. First - smiling for the camera - except it was D’s camera!

Making his move already!!!

Then last weekend we finally hitched up the toddler trailer to my bike and the three of us headed off for the Thun Trail section of the Schuylkill River trail. We biked about 5 miles from our usual parking spot to another trailhead where we ate lunch. Upon our arrival - this is what we discovered in the trailer…

After another 20 minutes, she did wake up and have some grub.  We had a blast.

After biking the 5 miles back to our parking spot - my legs were burning - I’m so out of shape. I’ll be watching CJ myself pretty much all afternoon and evening tomorrow - maybe we’ll head over and continue to work on torturing my thighs.

Earlier this week, our best pals joined us for my annual free meal offered at Shady Maple - which has an embarrassingly obscene amount of chow and a huge dining room, actually several dining rooms. The food isn’t gourmet, but they know what they are doing and for a birthday occasion at least, it’s affordable.

Then just yesterday, I arrived home to find the Red Head assembling a homemade version of one of my favorite foods.

They tasted even better than they look. Actually, I think I’ll go have some leftovers now!!!

Connections and Storms

It’s been quite a couple of weeks. Not much time to post, but I finally got a chance to upload some cool videos. This first one is of a meeting of PADGAF (PA Dutch Country Guatemala Adoptive Families). Yah, it’s a mouthful, but it’s also a nifty group of Adoptive parents who get together on a regular basis. We also have many friends from outside the area with whom we are blessed with visits and fellowship. Such was the case last weekend when B, and his parents B and K met up with us for a couple of hours to play and get to know one another.

Making these connections has been extremely valuable for us and important for our children. To have built our family in such similar fashions creates an instant connection. Sure, it’ll be a while before CJ understands what exactly she shares with some of these other kids, but it’s healthy for them to see that other families “look like hers” and are often formed the same way. We’ve also begun forming relationships with families of other races and cultures. More on that some other time.

B & K are awesome parents from VA, and just about the nicest folks you could ever meet. Little B? Well, let’s just say he’s got motor that doesn’t stop going. Always on the move. But, he’s also a sweet kid as you can see here, although CJ doesn’t quite have the balance to return the favor!

Here’s a couple other photos of our day. I’m still taking stills from the video camera, so unfortunately, the quality stinks.

You gonna try it?

Cuties.

One more amazing video. We’ve had a bunch of T-storms lately, some of them quite nasty. CJ’s a pretty brave kid, but not totally fearless, so I’m not sure we had any expectation on thunder and lightning.

To our amazement, she’s actually drawn to it! She always points to the window and wants to go see what’s going on outside. Yesterday during a nasty hailstorm she was at her seat during lunch, which is right by the window to the deck and struggled to turn around and check things out. Unfortunately, I don’t have a good video of her reaction, but I did get his one that shows exactly what was going on outside. These hailstones were at least nickle sized, with many as big as a ping pong ball. Somehow the garden survived, but there’s twigs and branches all over the yard now. Looks like I need to clean out my rain gutters!

Road fun

Well, another late blog post, no excuses this time - I got wrapped up in following a couple of message board and blog threads. I must say that I’m learning a lot in a few places about racism and racial misconceptions (the difference being one involves action the other just ignorance). I hate to say this without explanation, but I’m both a tad bit embarrassed by the POV some adoptive parents purvey, as well some blatant misconceptions on some folks in the anti-adoption world. Why is it that people refuse to just research and learn from one another before talking? I think that sometimes people type before they think even worse then they speak before they think.

On to what I really wanna write about. The road trip!

My last post was actually uploaded from my Father in Law’s house down in North Carolina. We have a wonderful visit with Grandpa in BBQ country. But, we’re talking about a 8.5 hour drive without kids. Yah. Um Yah - a bit scary no? Let’s review the trip.

Plan: Daddy works from home on a Wednesday, with the intention of giving the dog a bath and leaving right before a late naptime so the first part of our trip would consist of CJ napping. Then we would stop for a casual dinner and stay overnight half way to our destination.

Reality: CJ has a weary meltdown right around 1 and pretty much has to take her nap immediately or end up totally miserable for the rest of the day. A lot of nonsense comes up at work and the dog bath starts way too late in the afternoon.

Result: Family leaves about two hours after planned time. CJ finds a way to keep herself moderately happy until close to dinner time when the whining begins. Somehow we hold out until West Virginia where we searched out a Roy Rogers advertised from the highway. So we exit I-81 then see a sign telling us Roy’s is 2 miles. WHAT? Isn’t there a distance limit for these blue interstate signs? Turns out there was one visible from the highway from the very next exit. What gives? So we found our way to a rest stop and enjoyed our meal. What a difference a little break and a full belly does for a 14 month old. Oh what is it about a Roy Roger’s burger that tastes so much better? Maybe it’s because we don’t have many in PA? It just tasted like beef! So anyway - CJ was zonked within 10 minutes of getting back in her car seat and we made our way to the hotel by about 11PM.

None of us slept well, but we managed to hit the road at a reasonable time and had an excellent rest of the drive through beautiful Southern VA and NW Carolina. We had learned our lesson the night before and kept that little belly as full as possible.

CJ’s Grand-daddy being a minister, he often has last minute things to which he must attend - so we were able to hang around the parsonage for a bit prior to Grand-Daddy bear and Baby Punkin being re-united. CJ spent the rest of the afternoon just kindof keeping an eye on him, but by the next afternoon, they were buds again and she actually seemed peaved whenever he left the room.

And leave it to the resourceful minister to find a way to weave his little grand-daughter into his Sermon.  Little did I realize that CJ’s feisty play with a fork would become a lesson for an entire congregation!  You see, CJ has a way of checking out who’s in charge.  During one of our two trips to C&W Cafeteria (yummo!) Carmen decided to whack her fork on the table a few times.  After being told to stop, she paused looked at both me and her Grandfather….   then whacked her fork lightly on her plate.  What a great lesson in authority!

What else did we do?  Watched Grandpa work on his boat, watched Grandpa make French onion soup, watched Grandpa make pancakes, slept unfazed through a nasty T-storm, went to a fish fry (double yummo!) and met about 250 people in a matter of 2 hours!

CJ did great on the ride home, but that return turned out to be a bit of an adventure.  A few observations:

Hard boiled eggs are the perfect protein.  They’re cheap, fill a small belly, and take a little while to eat.

A child that sleeps for 2.5 hours without moving in a carseat will release her bladder, particularly if she’s had a cup of water and an 8 oz bottle.  This amount of liquid in that position will escape even a well applied diaper.

Sometimes dogs need to have their behinds wiped.  Good thing we carry a big supply these days.  If you need to ask - you don’t know my dog.

Travel stop proprietors are sexist.  They almost always place changing tables in lady’s rooms, but seldom men’s rooms.

OK, help me out here.  At one stop, there was indeed one of those fold down changing tables in the men’s room.  Instructions were provided in Braille.  So.  Um.  Yah.  This was at a gas station.  Let’s just take a leap of faith here.  I suppose I could see a blind person raising a child whose still in diapers.  I’m sure there are some examples out there.  Such a parent would need some assistance for sure, but I can imagine it working.  Let’s go the next step.   As I said, this was a gas station, but the blind man with the baby could certainly been a passenger.  And I’m certain a blind person could make their way to a restroom whether with a little direction or even a seeing eye dog.   Given all of that, I’m sure that same dude could navigate a public bathroom and even find the Braille equipped changing table, and follow the instructions.  Next step would be to lower the table and place the baby thereon.   No problem certainly.  Removing cloths and a diaper, certainly this could be done - I’m imagining myself doing this with my eyes closed.  Then we run into a problem.  You all know the next step in changing a diaper.  How would a blind person manage this?  How would he know when he that part of the job was complete?

OK, so after writing all of of that, I googled it and found some blogs, including one written by a blind person which details that it is indeed possible for them to change a diaper.  Wow - shows what I know.  I should never underestimate anyone!

Blessings to all.

Independence

Happy Independence Day everyone!  I could write some nifty patriot post or provide commentary on our founding fathers.  But I’ll just assume you’ve had enough of that today.  Let me just wish everyone a blessed day and pray you enjoy the freedom we enjoy in this great country of ours.

She’s on the move, exerting her independence!

Yah, she’s walking. Completely full blown walking - like hardly ever crawls walking.
It’s amazing how at this stage she’s both easier and harder to handle. She’s harder because she’s now incredibly mobile - can even climb the steps. But she’s easier because I can put her down on her feet and she’s cool with it. Although she tumbles occasionally, she’s just more stable. She requires more defined boundaries now, but not really a constant eye.

Talking is coming a long a little more slowly, but all kids are differ in development so no biggie. Her fine motor skills are impressive, as she keeps her hands spread while playing the piano with Mommy, and helped Daddy put together that cool rocking moose you see in the vid. She actually placed the screws into the holes before I tightened everything.

Of course, there are other signs of independence that continue to develop - like using a fork, even if not every time. Although talking is still a ways off, she’s learning to be both polite and defiant. She’ll sign ‘more please” and almost always remember to add the please. Unless of course, it takes too long thereby which the fun begins. We’re trying to stay consistent and make here wait until the goes back into polite mode before giving her what she wants. As I’m sure you all know, consistency flat out works. Mini trantrums quickly dwindle in length if you are consistent.

Oh yah, here’s another thing that walking achieves.  New places to play.

I figure I might as well mix food with CJ again.  In the past 5 years I’ve gone from apathetic to enthusiastic about biscuits.  While I don’t quite get biscuits and gravy yet - I think it’s my part southern roots trying to come through.  Given that my wife’s family’s also from NC, it was inevitable that I’d have to deal with this dry-ish flaky bread phenomenon somehow.  I played along for many years, then it happened.

The Read Head seems to have figured them out.  Almost to perfection.

Oh yah, one more sign of independence to show ya’ll.

Anyone wanna guess what’s really going on in this picture?

Getting myself together

Yah, so much for keeping up with the blog.  Uh Huh!

Well, maybe this is the week.  As usual I’ve got a number of posts running through my head and rather than spend 3 hours attempting to organize my thoughts, I just thought it would be best to spend some time catching up on everyone I know in the blog world and re-organizing my own web site.

First things first.  How’s CJ?  Fantastic.

I put her to bed completely by myself tonight, and I remain up this late in moral support for the Red Head, who’s working on a “project” of her own at the moment.  More on that some other time.  One thing I will say we kick butt on would be transitions.  Through each stage of moving Carmen from co-sleeping to in her crib, we’ve spent a good week from step to step.  That pattern is incredible.  The first night of each stage goes perfectly, the second goes OK, the third is a disaster and we start to question our method.   Then we realize it’s only been three nights so we regain our patience and the problem resolves itself.  A few days later, we move on to the next stage.

At this point, we’re pretty much done - our bed-time routine will remain more or less the same at this point no matter what, particularly now that it doesn’t matter who does what or even exactly what time it happens.  Just as long as the routine sticks, Carmen falls asleep.  At this point, my only concern is that she almost always falls asleep during the 10 min of “cuddle” time that I’m not certain she’s fully capable of falling asleep in her crib.  She has done it, just not all that often yet.  The routine itself takes about 20-30 min (depending on any “movements”) and she’s asleep within 10 minutes of when we actually “put” her to sleep, so I won’t complain.

Let me tell you this girl is such an amazing blessing to our family.  It’s perplexing to me that anyone would ever suggest she should be grateful to us!!!  But, I digress - my blogging has been very serious lately so I’m chilling out at least until I can formulate complete thoughts on such matters again.

I’ve re-vamped my blogroll, organizing it into categories

Blogroll is exactly that.  These are just favorite blogs of mine that don’t fit into any of the other possible categories.  These are friends of mine or blogger buddies who’s cares, joys, or opinions I value greatly.  There are a couple of people that I want to get permission from first.  If you’ve commented here with a link to your blog, or have me linked over, then I’m assuming I have permission. I also removed some links I had for folks who have gone private.

Adoption blogs - again - self explanitory.  These folks are involved in adoption in some way shape or form. Some are natural moms who placed their children for adoption.  Some are adoptees.  Some are adoptive parents.  As it turns out some folks in my other categories are involved in adoption as well, but that’s not how I met them, or perhaps that’s not their focus.

Issues blogs may involve adoption related topics, but I go to these places for commentary, perspective, and ideas in relation to faith, racism, trans-racial parenting, etc.  I would encourage anyone to check these places out, but before you go, please know that I feel I have grown a lot in the past 2-3 years when it comes to these issues.

3 years ago, i don’t think I could have parented a non-white child.  2 years ago, I don’t think I could have parented a child of African or Latino descent.  A year ago, I might have said that race didn’t really matter, that all you need is love to make a trans-racial family work. Today, I feel like there’s more to that story, and I’m still learning it.  I’m learning that I can’t just pay lip service to my daughter’s background.  I’m learning in some endeavors in my community (more on that soon) that even given my humble background, I don’t really know poverty. I’m learning from some of the bloggers I have, and from these issues sites as well.  I do not always agree with what some of these folks say. In fact, they are often way over the top IMO.  But, they are researching the issues much more deeply and honestly than anyone, and they are experiencing the reality of which they blog.  That makes it more than commentary.

In pointing out cleaned up links, I also want to highlight a few awesome bits and pieces.  My dear friend over at Madre of Angelica received some cool news recently, as did the ever witty and clever Tash.  I’ve re-discovered a particularly well written and like-minded blogger who actually sometimes could be in my issues category.  Some new blogs include Bear’s Mommy - a first mom of great faith and insight - and a great mom to be sure.

You’ll notice a new blog badge along the right for the Red Letter’s Campaign.  Click away to read all about this awesome new initiative that brings people together from all kinds of backgrounds, with all kinds of callings who seek to unite in an effort to irradiate poverty, suffering, and hopelessness around the globe.  If you’ve ever rolled your eyes at the concept of ending world hunger, or just thought to yourself that it cannot be done - check out the Red Letters Campaign and you’ll gain hope and inspiration.  My Blog Bud, Angel is one of the leaders, and has written quite a bit about her journey to being called to such a ministry. Oh, and incedently, she just recently brought her daughter home from China.  Talk about busy?  Take a vaction my friend!

Oh, and what have I been up to?  Dealing with the re-organization at work (no worries - no job cuts), and advocating for the folks who now report to me to gain some additional training.  So far so good, as I really have a good relationship with my own boss and some other key folks who “pay the bills”.  This is one of those - spend $5K now and save 4 “person-hours” per week deals, not to mention user buy in that’s critical to the success of several projects.  Wish me luck on that front.  My days have been very full at work, but luckily no so many silly long hours except maybe once every week or two.

Just gotta post some picks of one of my latest food adventures.  Completely new to me.  What’s smokin?

Brisket and taters - that’s what!  Yah, that tasted as good as it looks.

I posted my Father’s Day message but didn’t talk much about what we did that day!  After relaxing during nap time - napping myself as a matter of fact, we headed out in search of some good Mexican food.  There’s a fairly popular local chain here called Alebreje that we really like.  They are cheap and reliable, but also a bit “Tex-Mex” and slightly Americanized.  I wanted to try a new place downtown called Mezcal’s, which has an awesome looking menu.  We parked, trotted over, opened the door (complete with bell to alert the proprietor), and discovered no one.  I mean no one.  We stood there in an empty dining room for a few minutes, then I peeked into the bar area - still no one.  So we left!  Then we headed over to another Mexican joint that had been recommended to us, but we only tried it once and loved it.  Unforunately, La Cocina is closed on Sundays now - please update your web site!  So, we headed to old reliable and had an excellent meal, including some of the best tortilla soup anywhere.

Of course, I also received a card from my daughter, and a picture frame full of CJ!.  Here’s a snapshot of my little cutie making my Daddy’s day card.

That’s it for now.  Blessings to all, and one for the road.  Carmen and her new fav fruit, right out of the patch.

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