Wednesday, April 29, 2015


The transition to 4 kids has been both easy and hard. We are 3 weeks in now and I feel like things are settling into a new normal. 

We have sorted through a lot of logistics in the past 3 weeks including acquiring and sorting boys clothes, getting out baby gear from our crawl space and changing sleeping arrangements upstairs. Usually this stuff is done during pregnancy, but for us it had to happen with Drew already here. On top of that we have had visits with case workers, lawyers, doctors, paperwork to fill out and phone calls to respond to.

Today warm weather returned and it was lovely. In the afternoon, while Davey was at her preschool, Malia and Naomi enjoyed water beads outside. (You can get them at the dollar store and I highly recommend them for a sensory, fun activity.) It was so good for my heart to get a glimpse of normal again through this simple activity.

Friday, April 17, 2015

The Butterfly Pavilion

We went to the Butterfly Pavilion a couple weeks ago (thanks to a fun Christmas gift from E&K).

 Naomi was the only one in our crew brave enough to hold Rosie the Tarantula, but she was too young. So she got to touch hissing cockroaches instead.

 They feature not just butterflies but other invertebrates too.

 Touching starfish.

 Touching a horseshoe crab.

The butterfly room is pretty amazing. So many butterflies.

Ping Pong

On Good Friday, we wanted to go on a family hike but the weather was bad. So Plan B was to go to the YFC office to play ping pong. It was so much fun. We got pictures of the grans with Mr. President himself :)

Naomi wore that chicken costume from dusk to dawn that day!

Thursday, April 16, 2015

Roller Skating

Malia and Davey went to a roller skating party over the weekend. They haven't really been skating before (outside of putting on some too big skates in front of our house) and they did great. It took me back to my childhood and lots of Saturday's spent at the Rollerdrome. 

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Bike Riders

On Easter, 3.5 year old Tess was showing the rest of the family how she had just learned to ride without training wheels. That sparked interest in my previous disinterested older girls to try.

Davey was up first. She had a night home alone with Andrew and immediately picked it up. The next morning she asked to go out at 7 a.m. to show me. So we went out in our pajamas.

 Naomi came out with us (Malia was still asleep) and showed off her new balance bike skills in her pajamas (yes she likes to wear swimsuits to bed).

By Sunday, we got Malia out and riding on her own.

Even though they are on the older side to learn, it was a big accomplishment in our home. And it was much easier than Andrew and I anticipated which we were grateful for because we had a few other things going on this week!

Sunday, April 12, 2015

Something Beautiful

In the 20 hours between learning about Drew and meeting him, I was really emotional. Part of the emotion was feeling very humbled because we had been waiting a year for this call and I was beginning to doubt if this was really what God had for us. Part of the emotion was gratitude because while we said we would take up to a one year old, in my heart of hearts I wanted another newborn. Part of the emotion was sadness for this little boy and the loss that he had experienced at such a young age. Part of it was mourning our family of 5, knowing that change was inevitable for all of us by adding a member. Part of it was grief over not being able to hold Drew for the first 9 days of his life. Part of the emotion was fear, wondering if I could really be a good mother to 4 kids. And parts of the emotion are still being discovered.

Foster care and adoption are messy. By saying yes to Drew in our home, we are entering into pain and brokenness and vulnerability. But we are also entering into joy and beauty and hope.

In January, Malia joined the children's choir at our church. On Palm Sunday, one of the songs they sang was Steven Curtis Chapman's Something Beautiful. I have been clinging to to the words this week. Here's part of the lyrics.

We know the world got broke when it took the fall
And here we are living in the middle of it all
Longing, waiting for the day when everything's restored
But the best of the beauty that we get to SEE
While we're living down here in this “yet to be”
Is to watch God take the most broken things
And to hear Him say
“When I get through, you're gonna be amazed”

‘Cause I'm gonna turn it into something different
I'm gonna turn it into something good
I'm gonna take all the broken pieces
And make something beautiful like only I could
So put it all in the hands of the Father
Give it up, give it all over to
The only One who can turn it into

Something beautiful
Something beautiful
Something beautiful
Put all the pieces in His hands
And watch Him turn it into something beautiful

Saturday, April 11, 2015


On Tuesday this week we received THE call. A baby boy, 9 days old, who needed to be placed by Friday. Andrew took the call from our caseworker and as he was relaying the details, my mind was spinning. But there were four words he said that made it really clear that we were supposed to say yes. "His name is Andrew."

Over the next couple of hours, plans were made to have him dropped at our house the following morning. So at 10:30 on Wednesday morning, little Andrew entered our home. 

The last 3 days have been amazing. This little guy, who we are calling Drew, is super sweet and easy going. The girls, especially Davey and Malia, are head over heels with him and literally fight over holding him. 

Andrew and I are so grateful to be out of the waiting stage in into the sleep deprived, overwhelmed stage. We are humbled by God's goodness and excited to love on this little boy. 

Of course the transition has challenges too. The change was sudden and there are lots of details that left us feeling overwhelmed the first few days. But we have incredible support. The boy already has a full wardrobe thanks to Alli and Kendal and I haven't had to cook since he came home.

The biggest adjustment has been for Naomi. Sweet girl is struggling as she processes this change. We have gone through this before with Malia and Davey and yet it is still so hard. Pray for wisdom and patience for us as we try to reassure her of her special place in our family.  

Right now, this is considered foster care. His birth parents still have rights and right now the court is working on a plan for them which will include visits. Only time will tell how this will all play out.

Like with Naomi, we aren't allowed to share pictures of him with his face showing. But I happened to get one of each girl holding him where you can't see his face :)

Tuesday, April 07, 2015

Naomi and Des

Naomi and Des have always had a sweet relationship. Last week, Alli took Malia and Davey to see Cinderella (which they loved), which meant that Des got to hang out with Naomi (and me). 

They are such a crack up together. We went on a walk around the block and they decided to both ride the same little bike. I wish these pictures could be converted into a flip book. 

Our neighbors were having an Easter egg hunt that we attended. They were both pretty pumped about filling their buckets.

Monday, April 06, 2015

Science Museum

At the end of March we took two trips in three days to the Science Museum. Even after logging about 8 hours there, we still had whole exhibits that we didn't set foot in.

Naomi enjoyed dressing up like an astronaut and exploring.

Here Pops is helping Davey create her own mythical creature.

Here's Naomi being aged to 72.

Malia touching the windpipe of a sheep after we watched a dissection. 

Cousins riding on a camel. (And yes Naomi is wearing her bathing suit.)

Sunday, April 05, 2015

Happy Easter!

Today we celebrate an empty grave. He is Risen!

Special thanks to my parents for these matching dresses. We love them!

Saturday, April 04, 2015

Bloody Noses

When you kick your sister in the nose and she gets a bloody nose, what is your best chance at getting out of trouble? Well if you grab a tissue and pretend that you have a bloody nose too, chances are your parents will just take a picture because it is so cute and overlook the fact that they should punish you (because it wasn't exactly an accident).