Lacie dancing with excitement over getting her own compooter.

They love playing with their compooters.


Coming soon - a slide show of our multiple Christmases!
Happy New Year!
"Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother." – Oprah Winfrey
"A house that is a home and has happy kids living in it is ALWAYS a mess. When they are gone, you can straighten and dust all you want, but the kids and the mess will be sorely missed." -John Easterling
Well, lots of Paul updates! This last week was a very busy week for our boy. Of course, as already reported, Tuesday was our adoption finalization. After we celebrated with a yummy brunch he came home with me (Lacie went to my moms for the rest of the day) and we had mommy-son time together. It was fun. In the afternoon a speech pathologist came to our home to evaluate him, which was very interesting.
On Wednesday, we took Paul back to the international adoption pediatrician for a six-month follow up. (Yes, it had been more than six months since he has come home.)
Thursday and Friday we were back to school.
Speech eval and speech update: The speech pathologist was very impressed with Paul’s gross and fine motor skills, his strength, his ability to do something only after having been shown once. She said he seemed to be older than his stated age – with the exception of his speech. His receptive language is awesome. He does minimal babbling. He grunts, growls and uses sign language for communication. He can sign: more, eat, drink, banana, cracker, bottle, sit, sit here, please, thank you, bath, brush teeth, help, daddy, hat, ball, book, blankie, all done, shoes, socks, get out (of the tub, chair, etc), bird, and I am sure several more. I am constantly surprised how many signs he has picked up on. I will show him a sign and he will ignore it until several days later and he needs it – than low and behold, he knows it. It amazes me. Anyway – she said that although his signs are his only true form of communication, she thinks that he does not need to use words to express himself. She recommended that we begin to ask him to use spoken words along with his signs – to point to our lips and say, “use words – say ball”, etc. She said she believes he will understand what we are asking of him.
In addition to his language delays, he would not (upon request) point to his nose, eyes, ears, etc as children his age should. But he will look at his toes if asked where they are, and will go get items in the house if asked. So, it is not that he does not understand. He is very perceptive. Anyway –
Since Tuesday, he has said, “ball” (sounds more like “ba”). He also has said “no.” As a matter of fact, he is beginning to love to hear himself say “no.” I never dreamed that I would be excited to hear my child tell me “no.” He will also point to Elmo and said “Momo.” AND believe it or not, has begun to point to his nose, head, teeth, ears, tummy, hands and toes. Where did that all come from out of the blue? I have been very surprised.
We are supposed to get his hearing tested in the next week or so – and then I guess begin speech therapy.
Many people think that due to the language differences that is why he is delayed, and I agree that it does carry a lot of weight – but all children should be at a certain place in speech development – babbling certain sounds, etc. And the speech pathologist agrees that the language difference would not keep him from certain sounds and babbling. Besides, he will not qualify for the state assistance after the age 3 – so we may as well take advantage.
RE: the 6 month (really 8 month) follow up appointment with the international adoption pediatrician – Paul has grown again (of course.) According to his 18 month measurements at the end of September, Paul was 23.2 lbs and was 32.12 inches tall. In just two months he is measuring at: 24.4 lbs and 33.5 inches. This puts him at 20% weight and 70% height. The rest of his visit with the pediatrician went well. There is no reason to return unless something else comes up.
Paul is a happy boy. He is rowdy and loves to wrestle with his dad and sister. He loves to eat. He loves to snuggle and cuddle. With passion, he will take my face in his hands and squeeze it and put his face in my face. He also hugs and pats our backs. He loves hugging his sister too. He loves to dress himself (or at least make the attempt.) He is somewhat successful with his pants, socks and shoes. He is beginning to like books and is mastering some puzzles. He still loves to help clean up the kitchen and do laundry. He is my special little baby boy – and we are continually blessed each day we have him in our lives.
Lacie’s best friend Ava’s mom got baptized last night. Our church celebrated 3 baptisms. AND since we are a church plant and meet at a local middle school and had no baptism facilities, we utilized the pool of a local hotel. After the baptisms, we had a huge chili supper and enjoyed our new friends/family from our church. I talked to Lacie about Kristie getting baptized. I told her that people get baptized when they ask Jesus to come and live in their hearts. Somehow the conversation let to my saying that “then we get to go to heaven.”
She said, “I do not want to go to heaven.” AND then she said, “I do not want you to go to heaven. I do not want you to leave me. If you go to heaven, who will be with me?” That kind of broke my heart.
Ahhh my sweet angel, there is so much for her to understand – and not understand. I do not want her to be scared of heaven – but I understand her fears. I remember feeling afraid of losing my mom with I was a little girl. Heck, I am afraid of losing my mom now. Anyway –
Right during the time of the baptisms, Lacie said – “I want to be baptized.” And I told her that only people who ask Jesus into their heart can be baptized. Then she said, I want my mommy to be baptized. I told her I had already been baptized and that I did not need to do it again. So, maybe witnessing Kristie getting baptized and seeing that she has still not gone to heaven - she realized that we just do not “leave” when baptized.
Oh, if anyone has recommendations on books for this topic and for 4 year olds – please share.
I have been wanting to share this pic for over a month now. I think I mentioned we had a busy October? Here is a picture of some of Lacie’s friends from her China play group. They are just all too precious. Can you tell which one is Lacie?
Lacie has been full of it lately – full of what I call “Lacie-isms.”
1. During dinner I often ask Euitag about life in Korea and/or life with his family. Tonight I asked him if people lived with their parents in Korea until they got married. Lacie heard this conversation and said, “Married? Married? Boys don’t get married!” I told her that boys do get married. “who do you think the girls marry?” AND I told her that daddy married mommy and daddy is a boy. She said, “oh.”
2. We are getting together with our china friends (Lacie’s play group) and also the international adoption father/son playgroup to play at the same place tomorrow. I told her that her friend Noah and his new brother Mikah were going to be there. Lacie said, Mikah? I said yes, remember Noah has a baby brother who just came home from China. (Mikah has albinism). Lacie said, “mommy he can’t be from China.” I said, “why?” fully expecting to hear, “because he is white.” But instead she said, “because, he is a boy.” Ahhhhh – oh my dear daughter – she thinks only girls come from China.
3. Paul has a tendency when he gets mad to throw himself back and knock his head on whatever is behind him. If he does it to a person and gets their head we call it “head butting.” Since we are still co-sleeping, sometimes in the middle of the night I wake up to him “head butting” me. It is a very rude awakening – it hurts pretty bad. I was sharing the story with John in front of Lacie and when I said that Paul “head butted me,” she responded with “Ewwwww YUK! I think she thought Paul was putting his “butt” on my head.
4. Lately she has been real curious as to where she and Paul have come from – and I do not mean China or Korea. But she has on two separate occasions informed me that either she or her brother came from my belly. I keep reminding her that they both have a birth mom and they came from her belly. God brought mommy and daddy to China and Korea to adopt Lacie and Paul so we could all be a forever family. So, tonight I was a bit surprised when Lacie asked me while reading a story about baby Jesus – how he got out of his mommy’s belly. “how did he get out of her belly mommy?” I just told her that God made a special place and we would talk about that another day.
Our Thanksgiving holiday is coming up. We have so much to be thankful for.Back to the Autumn Moon Festival celebrated by and with Families with Children from China AND some families who have adopted from Korea. One of the activities we do with our children is to have them write a note to their birth family and tie the note to helium RED balloon and together we let the balloons go into the air. This is a time to show honor and respect to birth families and/or birth countries, etc. It really is moving to see all the red balloons in the air. Lacie’s note to her birth mom: “Thank you for giving me life. Thank you for giving me to my other mommy. Love Lacie” As the “other mommy” I have to say I am very proud of her.
The red dots in the photo are balloons.
Then we were part of a lantern parade – each child carrying their own lighted lantern. Ours were a bit heavy this year:
And Paul choosing to hold Euitag’s hand while parading.
One more Lacie story:
I asked her to make her bed yesterday a.m. (specifically to throw the blanket up over the pillow). She said, “I tan’t. I’m not strong enough. Daddy is strong. AND Jesus is strong.”
This is a huge promotion than her comparison earlier in the year when she said that Daddy was “almost as strong as Jordan” – her preschool friend.
Love to allI am so behind on my blog updates. I will try and give the short abridged version of the last few weeks.
At the end of September/early October, we celebrated the Chinese Autumn Moon (Lantern) Festival at a nearby farm. We were able to pick pumpkins from a real pumpkin patch and almost four weeks later, finally carved (or painted by Lacie) the pumpkins this evening. Euitag had never had his hands in a pumpkin before, let alone carved one. It was fun. Photos of the carving to come later as well as more from our Autumn moon festival. But here is a sampling:
Before we went, we had to prepare by making lighted lanterns for the lantern parade:
More of our month:
Euitag got his first mid term grades – he did awesome. He has great grades and we are very proud. He got an A+ in calculus and got A’s in US history and English. I think he got one “B”. He did not feel he was challenged enough so he dropped P.E. and took up Chemistry. I can only hope that at least one of my kids will study as hard as Euitag. Lacie is like me and John though – she talks “to much.” While she is very very smart, I do not know if her social life will take precedence over studies. We will see. I am still trying to figure out Paul – but I do know he is a quick study as we only have to show him something once and he remembers.
Paul is still only saying “Mama.” But his sign language is increasing all the time. That is if I know the word to tell him. He loves to wear shoes and can put them on and take them off. He can also put on his socks (sometimes with help.) Paul is also making attempts at dressing himself – and sometimes he is successful – but often times his pants end up on his head and his t-shirts around his waist. But at least he wants to do it. Since he wants to do most of what Lacie does, it does not surprise me that he wants to dress himself. Paul is a comforter – i.e. one day when Lacie was having a bad day and she was crying, he went over to her and embraced her and began to pat her back. It was just so sweet. I do have sweet kiddos. He is just overall a sweet sweet boy. He does have a wild side to him and I have scars to show for it – but I will brag about my scars someday – Tee Hee.
Lacie understands that she is from China. She has understood this for a while. It became more concrete as we prepared to get Paul from Korea. She was able to understand how we left to go to China to get her like we are going to Korea to get Paul. She knows that both countries are near each other and both are in Asia. However, there is no doubt in her mind that she is “from China and Paul and Euitag are from Kre-a.” The other day John and Euitag were putting Seaweed flakes in their rice. Lacie asked what that was and I told her it was seaweed. I told her that Korean’s eat seaweed in their rice and it is very good. I then asked he if she wanted some in her rice. She responded with, “But mommy, I am not Korean, I am Chinese.” Euitag laughed and I did too. It was priceless and I am proud that she really seems to have it. Ok Lacie that is a good reason not to eat seaweed in your rice. Tee Hee.
Lacie asks often if she can “keep” me, or John or Paul. We talk very often about how we are a forever family and that she will always be our baby girl – no matter what. Even during the weekend of her birthday we prayed for her birth mom, and we talk ALL the time about us going to China to get Lacie. So, last week, Lacie asked again, are you going to be my mommy forever? I said, “yes, forever.” She then said, “But what happens when another mommy comes along?” Hmmmm – “well, then that mommy is going to have to go find her own little girl because Lacie is my little girl and daddy’s little girl – forever, even when she is a big girl like mommy.” I wonder if this is just a question that adopted children have or if other kids wonder about how life fits together.
Well, and just two days ago, while at my office trick-or-treating Lacie met a co-worker who is pregnant. We talked about the baby in my co-workers belly. A little while later Lacie said to me, “well, I grew in your belly mommy.” Oh dear – while I feel like I carried her, I did not. So, I said, “no, you grew in your birth-mommy’s belly and then mommy and daddy came to China to get you.” I still need to remind her too that she grew in my heart, which is a very special place to grow.
I knew that questions and comments would eventually come – and so far so good – but what happens when she asked me something I just can’t answer? Ugh!
Ok – I am not really very caught up but this is a start . . . More blogging to go.
Vonda
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