The finalization of the adoption was simple. The judge stood, we sat, she flipped through the paperwork asking us to swear that it was true and that was pretty much it. She made us promise to love and care for Mackinley forever and ever. At one point she asked the boys a couple questions about if they liked having a sister but that was all. Some friends of ours came along to share the excitement and take some pictures for us! (thanks Stacy!!)
My Real Life Army Brats
30 June 2010
Adoption Day!! The Best Family is Complete!
Posted by My Two Army Brats at 6:52 PM 8 comments
Labels: adoption
27 June 2010
Two Quick Things
On Thursday last week we were called by Korbin's doctors and told that we needed to take him to the Watertown Hospital to have an IVP done on his kidneys and urinary tract. Apparently the specialist he's going to in Rochester didn't like what he saw on the kidney ultrasound and needs more tests so that our first visit will him will be more productive or something. I don't know but I do know that I don't like urgent serious tests. Poor Korbin will have an IV with contrast while they do a serious of imaging for about an hour. No food or drink means no ADHD meds which means off the wall frustrated, impulsive little boy. Fun.
On the upside Tuesday is the day that our family will be complete! I'm certain when I say that this time although we thought it once before, after my hysterectomy and all, this time seems much more permanent as we won't be looking to adopt again. I have enough friends who need kids so I'll point the next family emergency in that direction!
My next post will be full of pictures from the adoption!!
~Till They All Come Home~
Posted by My Two Army Brats at 8:04 PM 1 comments
Labels: adoption, korbin, medical stuff
15 June 2010
Hammocks Are Not Safe
This is our hammock.
Today I was on the phone and decided to sit in the hammock while I talked to Wendy in Norway.
I unzipped the net and slid my upper body inside the bug net and planted my big old tail into the hammock.
As I slid into the hammock something went terribly wrong. The bottom didn't open up to embrace my giant tail and I fell back against the netting. The netting is not meant to support more than the weight of a few bugs. I weigh more than a few gazillion bugs.
The hammock flipped.
At this point I was dangling above the ground (still on the phone mind you) in a tangle of mosquito netting. It was like a giant cocoon was trying to swallow me. Cars were passing on the highway and they could clearly see me trapped. I kicked and flailed and tried to figure out what was happening.
Then I heard the rip.
Slowly the net gave way and I was thrown from the comfort of my cocoon to the hard ground below.
I was still tangled and had to crawl out. I was not a beautiful butterfly. I know people were watching me from the road and I know they were laughing. I would have been. I probably would have stopped to take pictures too. Wendy got to listen to the madness but luckily Kirke and the kids were unaware of my dilemma.
~Till They All Come Home~
Posted by My Two Army Brats at 6:28 PM 3 comments
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