What Do You Do

When your husband comes in carrying your daughter

And says

We need to get her to the ER.

First you Thank God she was wearing her helmet 

when she lost control of her bicycle

Then you call the dentist.

The one you just visited 3 days prior.

The one who said, 

she needs a mouth guard if she is doing contact sports.

Because if she gets hit in the mouth,

her tooth is likely to break.

(It is positioned in such a way....)

Indeed it did break.

Then you head to the ER.

Because her chin is laid open in such a way it looks like she has a 2nd mouth.

 

 

Beyond the pain that was so obvious.

The thing that hurt me most was she said,

"will you stop loving me because I'm broken".

You go through so much.

You think you've made great strides.

Then you realize how precarious your foundation is.

Finished Product

Ansley has been busy since Christmas.

She has sewn 3 pillow cases and 1 apron.

She has also learned to bake a cream cheese pound cake,

for which she won her troop bake off.

Watch out world!

She is going places!

For Posterity (Turn songs off at bottom of page)

Sometimes when you are in the trenches,

It's hard to see progress.

So I wanted to film Sawyer reading and doing his math.

Because he IS making progress.

To some it may be slow

To me, it's pretty darn awesome.

We are making progress.

Slow.Incremental.Progress.

What is everyone else doing?
Anybody else home schooling?

Sad

It's funny.

Everyone in the adoption world seems to know everyone else.

Friends of Friends sort of thing.

(Same holds true for the Down syndrome world too)

Anyway,

I met a lady via the cyber world.

She made wonderful little dresses and skirts that Ansley loved.

They were simple dresses made of  lovely material.

This lady made them in order to raise money to bring her son home from Ethiopia.

I followed this lady through the whole adoption process.

Buying dresses when I could.

Even won one.

Loved her story.

Felt like I knew her.

She died.

Makes me sad.

Here is her story

http://www.ordinaryheroblog.blogspot.com/2013/01/the-beautiful-life-of-sallee-couch.html

Turn Around and You're a Young Girl

Time is flying.

Seems like yesterday,

I was pushing her in a stroller.

Now, she is 8.

She made the cake.

Pink is her signature color!

Not only did she get her favorite breakfast this morning.

Cheese Omelet

She also got to eat lunch at her favorite Mexican restaurant.

And if that was not enough,

Her Girl Scout Father-Daughter dance was tonight!

Happy Birthday, Pooh!

We love you!!!!!