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Sunday, January 23, 2011

Pictures of Ethiopia

Go ahead! Fall in love with Ethiopia!
 City Life in Addis Ababa

 Country Life outside Addis Ababa
I can go somewhere and never miss it again. But Ethiopia is different. I spent a week there with Dad and Mom back in March. It was fun sometimes, but most of the time I just wanted to go home to America. Now, however, somehow I miss Ethiopia. I'll smell banana bread and I'll remember the delicious banana bread there. I'll make pizza and remember our cook's wonderful attempts at pizza! I'll smell car exhaust and it will bring me back to driving through the city. I miss Ethiopia! I want to go back! Maybe someday we can go back with Minte. That would be fun!

Monday, January 17, 2011

Thank you for Crying!

Every day whenever Belly Boy gets hurt, he comes on the run with tears and loud crying. It's a sad time as "hurts" are taken care of either with kisses, rubs, or the ever-amazing Elmo Boo Boo Buddy. As he runs towards you with tears rolling down his face, you can see in his face how much he trusts you to take care of him and make his ouchy better.

Back in March when Minte first came home however, there was really no crying for sympathy. Usually when Minte got hurt we would scoop him up and he would sob one-two times and then he was done. He rarely EVER cried longer. It was so sad.

Now, though, the little guy knows Daddy, Mommy, Emmy, Bob, Sports Dude, and Miss Bossy all love him and are ready with hugs and kisses for his ouchies. And Elmo is sitting in the freezer waiting.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Birthmoms

Birthmoms are not a secret in our family to Sports Dude, Miss Bossy, and even Belly Boy if he understood. We don't talk of them all the time and rarely to people outside the family, but my parents don't pretend they don't exist.

Lately Sports Dude and Miss Bossy have become more interested in the women that gave them life. Dad and Mom looked up pictures of them and after showing the pictures to the kids, they remarked on how much they looked like their birthmom. The same nose, mouth..

Since lately we've been teaching Belly Boy to answer yes when someone asks if he's from Ethiopia, the other kids have become interested where they were born and they always love to hear the story of how Dad and Mom came to see them and bring them home from the hospital. Since Sports Dude and Miss Bossy weren't born out the States, they have memorized the citites where they WERE born and will eagerly remind each other and sometimes even argue on which city is better! It's kind of funny!

The only reason why my parents may not talk about birthmoms to the kids, is if it is causing them security issues. It's very important that they always feel like a part of this family and not an "outsider" because they aren't!!!

Birthmoms are usually spoken about in our family as the women that loved the kids enough that they knew they couldn't give them a good home and gave them to us. They are never referred to as "your other mom" or anything that could cause confusion or insecurity. I don't believe that birthmothers should be a secret to kids as they're growing up because it's likely the older they get before they hear the truth, the harder it will be to accept it.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

Happy New Year!

Hello, 2011!!! I wonder what this year brings!!!