...and Zach (gēge)

I DO have two boys.  When we traveled to China in May of 2007 to bring Abby home, we introduced her to her brothers and they were both gēge.  After 3+ years home with her, Zachary still remains such. 

Somewhere along the line, Jack became just Jack...but gēge stuck for Z.  Kind of shows the heart of my "middle" child.  He loved on her and took care of her from the start and found a special place with her. 

Now, they fight like an old married couple, driving each other insane.  But one thing remains...gēge.  And he has a heart of gold.  Now if we could just get that hair cut.

(that's mud, pretty creative, eh?)

P.S.

We finally got our I800a out to Hague, so the next step will be fingerprints (Hahahahaha) and then we will be Dossier to China.  I still think travel in February or March is possible...praying praying praying.

Just Jack...

It really IS all about him...for today.  My firstborn son is 18.  I can't get my arms around that yet, he's really not that old (and neither am I).  And the cool thing about today is, the date... 8-9-10. 

We had a great day yesterday out on the boat with his friend Emily and Zach's friend Justin.  Abigail ruled the roost as usual and we soaked in the sunshine, being together as a family...doesn't happen too often anymore. 

Anyway, we are off to PF Changs tonight to celebrate the big 18 (he'll be celebrating his new MacBook Pro) and enjoying the company of family (for real?).

Hoping for good news today as well from our social worker.  She should have received the last piece of our home study paperwork this weekend and we can get that I800a monkey off our backs.

Frankly, I'm Fried

Well, I haven't had the energy to post lately, this waiting thing has got me down.  It's funny, I follow a few blogs myself and just this week, two of them had lengthy posts on waiting and God's timing.  It's all stuff we know, but sometimes the reminder helps...thanks to them. 

The latest on bringing home Olivia (or is it Ruby??, Abigail likes Ruby...) ZiJing is this...as I mentioned, my prints got kicked out not once, but three times.  The FBI was good enough to write a letter stating what a great person I am and send it to my Social Worker, so that piece is done.  However, since it took so long (my hubby's prints were in on 6-1, breaks my heart), my son Jack will be 18 Monday.  THAT is a whole 'nother post...so, we had him get printed and the Social Worker ordered his child abuse clearance from our state.  His prints are in (his fathers son apparently) BUT now we are waiting for his clearance.  She ordered it a month ago...can you hear my fingers drumming on my desk?  I'd like to get this next phase completed by Friday, but its truly out of my control.  If you knew me, I don't like to not be IN control of something...sigh* 

Yes, all in God's time.

And I just threw this picture in because its one of my favs and I feel like sharin'.