Wrap Up and a Letter

We have been home from Ethiopia for 5 months now. It seems so hard to believe. This blog was created to keep our friends and family updated on our adoption. I wanted to tie-up this blog for the two readers that still come here (hi mom!) and for the boys.

If by some miracle this blog is still up and running many years from now when they are old enough to comprehend this journey - I want them to see a complete picture - not a fizzled attempt to document their life with us.

And for long-time readers - I'll be back where I was before this all began.

So here goes...

My dear Seth and Colin,

It's going to be hard to find the right words to express how grateful I am to be your mommy. Is there a word that means "the most blessed" or "way more than thankful"? Daddy and I say thank you to Jesus every day that He thought it best to have us together.

Seth, you are learning new things every day. Your curiosity and energy, sometimes makes your mommy very tired, but have allowed you to adjust to a brand new world. Daddy and I tried so hard to help you feel okay about living here with us. Just last night I told daddy how much you have changed. The day we met you, you were silent and somber. You were probably well aware of what was happening. We were over the moon that day and you were losing all you had known. We loved you right through those hard days. And now - you giggle with delight when you wrestle with daddy. You talk all the way home from school about who you played with, what you did, what you ate, who said what, and what you'd like to do later. You ask for "pasta, pancakes, and apple juice" at every meal. Much like me, you feel better knowing exactly what our plan is for the day. You love going to school and are slightly disappointed on days we stay home. You would rather help us around the house than play with your toys. It's true! Your favorite phrases are; "Oh man", when you're disappointed in yourself or someone else, "Maybe tomorrow" - said as a statement not a question - when we've said no to something you want, and "I lub you" - said often and always with a smile.

Colin, you make us laugh every day. Your smile has melted the hearts of many and can make your Grandma Robinson do things that leave me and your aunt Kelly speechless. The moment you were placed into my arms (daddy held you first so I had to wait my turn) you acted like it was exactly where you were meant to be. I wasn't sure I'd be able to tell if you were mad, sad, or afraid of joining our family. You never seemed to be any of those things. I imagine you thinking "alright - you're here - let's go home." Right now, you love to run and feel the wind on your face. Your imitating the sounds you hear and can almost say every letter of the alphabet. You like giving long hugs and kisses. Your favorite phrases are "all done", "bees" (please), "dow bees"(down please) and "Na" (Sheena). You will do anything Seth tells you to do. I know when you read this that will seem so hard to believe.

In the short time you guys have been home you have seen and done some amazing things. You've been to 5 states. You've been hugged and kissed by four grandparents, two aunts, one uncle, and two cousins. You've been loved on by teachers, doctors, nurses, pastors, dentists, cashiers, waiters, strangers, and friends. You've been to basketball games, baseball games, a school play, and the zoo - twice! You've celebrated birthdays and holidays. You've learned about Jesus ("Jesus everyone") and He has heard your names from countless people - some we've never met.

There are a few things mommy wants you to know from here on out. Our life together won't be perfect. We'll make mistakes and things will happen that make us sad. But, God willing, we will be together. Daddy and I are permanent. You will always be our sons and we will always be your parents. You won't get everything you want (you'll thank us for that when you're all grown up). But whatever you need - it's yours. There will be food to eat, beds to sleep in, clothes to wear, discipline to learn from, protection from harm, and enough love to share. I promise!

I lub you.

Mommy