reliving the memories

Grove City College's alumni magazine did an article about our family this spring. (We show up on the cover and page 5, but our story starts on page 20.) After reading the story, I've been feeling nostalgic about the waiting days and our trip to Liberia and our early days home. Today (when I should have been working), I flipped through some old pictures and videos that I haven't seen for a while. As I haven't been up to posting anything new recently, I thought maybe I'd share a few memories that never made it on the blog.

The day we first saw our kids' pictures, we were with Grove City friends at a pool party. After driving around to get a wireless signal and downloading the pictures to our laptop, we returned to share our joy. Marcy thought we should have our pictures taken with each of the kids. At the time, I thought it was weird to have our picture taken with a computer screen. Tonight I'm so happy we have these shots!


By the way, if you really don't care to look at us and prefer to see close ups of our first pictures of the kids, we understand. Here's the link.

a day in the life

Some of you are a bit worried about us because we've been out of communication lately. I want to reassure you that we've got everything under control. Here's proof from this morning's to do list.

Wake up at 6:45 to remind Peter that he was going to get up at 6 and go to work early. Check.

Turn off my alarm at 8:09 and fall back into a sound sleep. Check.

Wake up at 8:46 and jump out of bed in a panic. Check.

Put out clothes so Joshua and Patience can get dressed and brush their teeth. Check.

Make Garty drag himself out of bed and put sneakers on. Check.

Pack 2 lunches while feeding the 3 kids leftover waffles and milk. Check.

Do a quick repair of Patience's hair. Check.

Run out the door in my PJs and socks. Check.

Drive to school. Check.

Tell my kids how proud I am of them as they head to the door right before the 9:10 start of school. Check.

And the best part of the whole morning? (Besides managing to be gentle and encouraging and not losing my cool during the 24 minute process.) On the way home, I was telling Garty that we were going home to make a grocery list so we could go shopping. In a slightly concerned tone, Garty asked, "Mommy? Are we going to get my clothes on before we go to the store?"