Sunday, May 31, 2009
Friday, May 29, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
I can say that Charlie now has 4 consistent words: uh-oh, hi, da-DEE, and bubble. Bubble is just the most adorable, but darned if he wouldn't say it on video. At all.
Roman is having a hard time calming down at school due to all the excitement that is sandwiching his weekdays, plus new tougher karate class and t-ball games starting next week. But we will get by, luckily even being a pistol he's really adorable.
All right. So I promise, some pictures in the next couple days.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Should be cool. Of course, I'll be doing some grad project work here and there, but that's okay. It has a bathwater-like heated pool from what we can remember, and for those chilly nights we have a new camping space heater for our camper. We just hope and pray that Charlie sleeps past 6:30am. 7am would be fine, really. What do you do with a cranky baby at 6 in the morning in a campground?! We're bringing the DVD player and Baby Einsteins just in case.
And on this Memorial weekend, take more than a moment to honor the fallen heroes.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Well, that got me to thinking. We thought we had been doing a pretty good job of keeping adoption in the conversational loop, but clearly he was unaware that I am adopted too. Which got me to thinking that as he approaches 6, it's a ripe age to start misinterpretations of what adoption is, what it means, and the fantasies can start. I thought I better get into his brain to see what was going on.
Because of the incident at the allergist, I asked him if he knew I was adopted. He said no. The first thing he asked me was, "What was your name before Baba & Grandpa owned you?" (such a funny way to put it!). I told him that I didn't know, but I knew I had a different name. I told him Baba and Grandpa picked my name for me. Then we talked a little about how we kept part of his Russian name and changed the middle name. Then came the first question I felt such sorrow for that I didn't have the answer - "Who chose my name?" We have no idea. It was something I wanted to ask in Russia but never did.
He was okay with this information. Later at bedtime, he asked if I would tell him the story of his adoption. Normally we start this with "we got a phone call..." but that night I thought I'd try something different. I began with a woman in Russia who was going to have a baby, and explained what we knew about when she went into labor, and when he was born... I was going to skim over the Baby Home stuff and go right to the part where we got the call, when Roman started getting very upset, and finally started crying. I called Doug in and as we held him, he admitted why he was crying - he was upset because "I want to be with mom." I thought he meant his birthmom, when he burst into fresh tears of crying and said, "No, YOU!" This was unexpected, although after I thought about it, not surprising. Especially as he experienced Charlie being born. It upset him greatly that he hasn't been with us his whole life.
We calmed him and reassured him and left it. The next day we asked if he had any questions, and he wanted to know if anyone was with his birthmom in the hospital. We told him what we knew, and that seemed to be enough info for him. I have noticed he has been talking about it a bit more often lately, and this morning he informed me that he thinks his birthdad is like Indiana Jones (ah, the start of the fantasy parents!). I was just glad he shared it with me.
Not sure I mentioned this at a different time, but Ro (and us) is seeing a psychologist. We had been going to one to explore possible ADHD issues but were not happy with him, and began to see another 3 weeks ago. Really like her approach. She does 2/3 of the time with just Roman through play therapy, and then the parent goes back and she reviews things, answers questions, addresses an issue at hand, whatever. Anything big comes up, or every few sessions, will be just parents. Ro likes going, too. The more we experience with Ro, the more we realize we are going to be challenged by him in a variety of ways!
Saturday, May 16, 2009
First, I graduated. Kind of.
There was lots of fun in-between like Mother's Day & the scrapbook convention, but I prefer to show off the pirates who have invaded our house:
Quite handsome, aren't they? Had to be careful taking Pirate Squishypants' picture, as he's pretty wicked with that sword. Pirate Jedi, however, was very willing to pose.
Today was a momentous day in our household, too. Roman tested for his orange belt last week and received it in a ceremony today:
And then Charlie got his first haircut this evening.
Before (above... look at those curls! I love them!)
After (below... so sad, but at least he looks like a boy now.)
I wasn't one to rush cutting off those adorable curls, but people were calling him or asking if he was a girl for about 2 weeks now. We got a family portrait taken at church for the directory with the cute rings, then I agreed to let Daddy have at him with the scissors. It was a challenge, of course, but what isn't with a new toddler?
Sunday, May 10, 2009
I also will be muttering things like "action implementation," "triangulation of data," "making the change systemic" alongside these curse words.
Therefore, I am not going to be blogging much, unless it's to vent about the above-mentioned mutterings.
The mantra in our house currently is "it's only 4 weeks... it's only 4 weeks..." although I suspect it will seem like much longer than that by the time my class ends June 24.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
So. Wow! 2 days with my kids at school. Yesterday I did 5 loads of laundry while scanning, organizing, and playing with my photos. Today I am screwing around a little more on the computer & doing a little scrapbooking before meeting up with a couple coworkers for a movie. In a theater! Popcorn and everything. Then, back to real life with some grocery shopping before I pick up Ro from school.
Speaking of school, I was recognized on Sunday as completing my Master's in July of this year, otherwise known as "pretending to graduate." I have mixed feelings about it, as I know it's an accomplishment but one that was thrust upon me. I have to have the hours anyway to keep my certificate up to date, so it's not like it was a personal goal or anything. However, graduating after 8 years (2 kids and a husband's Masters got in the way) is an accomplishment. I doubt very many others have taken that long! I embark on my last class tomorrow night, the culmination of my action research project. (pictures, as always, on the camera - will get to them soon!)
Roman had his first round of T-ball practice last night. About 4 kids on the team he knows from school, and the skills vary from darn good to never having thrown a ball in their life. Roman is in the middle. Just needs practice, and a realization that he will not be the athletic type. And that's okay.
Charlie has begun life in the Toddler Room at daycare. First official day (yesterday) he falls and cuts his lip up. Darn teeth. They did call me, but he calmed down after being presented with lunch. Definitely a child of our biological pursuasion!
Friday, May 01, 2009
Doug's birthday - the kids & the Indiana Jones DVD 4-pack!
My birthday - the boys have better things to do than pose for a nice picture!
I also am looking forward to organizing my Disney photos, having my mom's burned to a disc so I can get them all in one folder & make a digital book. Will probably just use Snapfish as I like their drop-and-drag backgrounds, not too busy.
I have 2 scrapbooking magazines that have been sitting on my bedside table since March. Can you believe I still haven't finished them? I typically pour/pore? over them, cover to cover, in one or two days. I don't know what's happening in life. I think about them every day, I guess I just am expecting more than 15 min. of quiet time and that's just not going to happen with 2 small boys!
I also want to have those layouts printed that I made in March, about 35 of them. And again, it's just a matter of uploading them and paying for it, for goodness sake. I need to shake out of this tired-all-the-time rut and do some of this! Except luckily, it mostly involves me sitting in front of the computer.