Wednesday, May 23, 2012
Smooch from Trojan
We've been so busy talking about the little guy that we thought Trojan and Mattie deserved some airtime. Where to begin? Well, the little guy has some competition when it comes to snack time. Trojan, ever so diligent, longingly waits for him to drop his food. They still like to do, what I like to call, the slow paced chase. No speedsters in this family, except maybe dada. Here's Trojan giving him a little something something.
Saturday, May 19, 2012
Week in Rewind
This has been a little haphazared type of week for this family. Monday started with Mama having stiffness in her bad leg. By Tuesday, I could barely walk. So, off to Rothman we went. Which was quickly followed by a trip with an MRI. And thankfully good new. My IT Band was tight again, which makes my bad kneecap not move freely. Rest and stretching should do the trick.
And thank goodness for that. Because the little guy is always on the go these days. Mama needs to be at her best to keep up. Pretty funny to watch him plop down next to me and mimic the stretching. Ah, to be that flexible again.
The little guy has been busy this week as well. He found his music book from his Korean foster family and immediately went into his happiness place. This little guy has rythem. He desperately keeps trying to sing the words, which is really cute.
On Tuesday, we mowed the lawn. And someone really loves his tractor. All boy.
Wednesday brought a confusing dinner night. The little guy is really starting to vocalize himself. Unfortunately, at times we can't figure it out. He's proudly developed his own language. And boy does he not like it when you can't understand him. Which led to confusion at dinner. He knew what he wanted but no one else did. Turns out it was strawberries. Which sounded more like apple. (Mama what do you mean that you can't figure it out)
Thursday, Mana was immobile so Dada, the pups and the little guy headed off to the park for a walk. Pretty funny to watch Trojan looking behind for Mama. My other baby.
Friday, brought the news that the little guy will be headed to a bigger classroom at daycare. And wait for it, with a. Big boy toilet! We're still working on potty training, but it's confusing when daycare doesn't put him on one because not in the classroom.
Today, we headed to Ridley State Park. Mama was feeling better but didn't last long with walking. So while I sat, off the little guy went with Dada. And he squealed with delight trying to throw stones into the water. It seems the first Korean quarterback for USC still has some work to do. He missed the water big time with his aim. I'm sure Bark started the same way!
Monday, May 14, 2012
Friday, May 11, 2012
Happy Mother's Day
“A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.”
A Mother's Love Letter To Her Baby Boy
There are so many things that I want to say you. For years, we struggled with whether to have a kid. Let's be honest, Mama and Dada live a really blessed life. Why would we need a child to "mess up" our perfectly balanced life. There would be sleepless nights. Diapers to change. Tempers to flame out. And don't even get me started with the cost of raising a child. The easy solution would have been to say no and live our wonderful life.
There was, however, one problem. God had other different plans for us. We both felt drawn to adoption. As my very smart bother said to me, life is about leaving a legacy. And with adoption, you are cementing a pretty darn good legacy. So, we pressed on with your adoption, but still doubts remained. Would I be a good mother? What if you were some crazy lunatic kid? These doubts were all taken away when we received your first pictures. I just knew in my heart it would be all good.
And then we met you in Korea. You went between crying and checking out these strange new people. I still remember the rain as we carried you into the hotel, through the lobby and up to our room. We had no idea what to do for you. But we managed. We walked with you for hours in the room. Mama made funny faces each time we passed a mirror. There you were intently watching me with those big brown eyes.
I knew right then that I would never let go of this precious little boy. Thank you for blessing our life even further. I love you silly goose.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Big Bird's Nest
It's been one of those quick weeks for this family. Tuesday, we officially filed our paperwork. And the little guy, true to form, charmed the ladies at the court house. This was especially true with our exit. He called "bye bye" and waved all the way to the car. Can you say charmer!
Wednesday brought a fresh package of strawberries. And someone was very happy. More Mama. This little guy loves his fruit. Veggies not so much.
With Thursday, came the emphatic exclamation, No Mama, when asked whether he needs to o potty. This was quickly followed by you know what. Let's just say that the little guy is a work in progress.
This morning, we realized just how tall someone has grown. He pulled his sippy cup down from the counter and said "milk" "milk". This lttle boy doesn't miss a thing.
Sunday, May 6, 2012
Saturday, May 5, 2012
Week In Rewind
This has been a tough week for members of the Trojan family. The death of Junior Seau is still raw for me.
I still see that beast of a middle linebacker, playing at SC. You couldn't help but fall in love with him as a football player. That raw talent with so much heart. But after reading many of the stories shared of his life, it's obvious he was an even better person. We love you buddy and were going to miss number 55. Fight On Junior. You can bet when the little guy gets old enough he'll have a 55 jersey.
News of the little guy you ask. Well, someone has learned to open the pantry door to get at food. Which means food has to be moved to higher shelves. But more worrisome, can the fridge be far behind? This kid may eat us out of the house.
On Tuesday, someone was not a happy camper when picked up. After crying and screaming for a good half hour and FaceTime with Grandma, we figured out that he was hungry. See comment above. Boy, we're in trouble.
On Wednesday, we went for a walk at the park. Someone's head is to big for his Phillies cap. I couldnt help but laugh when I saw it. He looked like a 40 year old still trying to fit into his high school lettermen's jacket, too funny.
Thursday brought a night of singing. Pulled out all the favs, but with a new twist for Wheels on the Bus. He now has a new dance move that's sure to impress the ladies.
Friday, brought Mama and baby boy time while Dada golfed. I love the quiet time before bed when we curl together for "ticky". Someone loves his tickies and isn't shy about showing Mama where to focus. Here Mama.
Today, brought a trip to the grocery. And us driving smack into a parade. Which led to a 40 minute roundabout trip. The funny thing is that we did the same thing last year. Not to self, no early grocery trip on the 1st Saturday in May next year.
Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone.
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