Monday, October 14, 2013

Fall fun!

Torn between his two loves - bass drumming or
 
 
 football...
 


Our first taste of moon cakes to celebrate our version of the autumn moon festival.  Let's say the rest of us were not big fans of the white lotus seed paste moon cakes.  The dumplings were delicious!

First pumpkin compliments of Luther's Farms.  We began practicing for Trick or Treat today - Matt knocked at the door & said trick or treat - and I opened the door to give him candy in his plastic pumpkin.  I would love to know what is going through his little mind - crazy Americans....

Cousins behaving with their pumpkins from Grandma's "Pumpkin Patch"

Cousins misbehaving
 
Teenagers seniors and their texting



Mr. Football and Mr. Football jr
Mr. Football - Robbie's team just made the playoffs this past weekend.  So excited for them, but I am beginning to think the fall sport season will never end...

Speaking of fall sports never ending, neither is the fall marching season - Shelby's band qualified for state this weekend.  Way to go!! Good to see my 30 year old trombone is still holding out! 


Monday, October 7, 2013

Growing in length, love and learning

This boy of ours is still growing like a weed.  He has now grown a total of 4 inches since he has been home and 2 1/2 shoes sizes!  The shoe on the left was one of the ones we bought him in China and the one on the right I just bought last week. I think he and Robbie are in a race to see who can grow faster.  



We had our final visit with the adoption clinic at Children's Hospital a few weeks ago. We saw a developmental specialist, psychologist and and a regular medical doctor who specializes in adopted children.  Our last visit with them was 6 months ago.  It's nice to run by them the things that always have you wondering about as a mom, especially with a child that you don't know their background.  The bad part is that the appointment usually runs about 3 hours.  The good news is that Matthew is catching up to just about where he should be developmentally.  His articulation is still a bit behind, but that still appears to be a product of his cheek.  
 
At around the 2 hour mark of our appointment, we saw the psychologist.  Matthew was wiped out and hungry, so of course he took this chance to eat his very messy Ritz crackers on the dr's couch and glass table.  That is when he spotted my wipes and bottle of water and he was giving me this look.  I could tell by the look that he wanted to "clean" the place up in his special toddler way.   I could only imagine what a baby wipe would do to his glass table???? I attempted to divert him and prevent a tantrum while I chatted with the doctor,  but when my son has his mind set on something - watch out! The doctor finally said - put the water bottle away and let's see what he does.  Seriously?? I just wanted to slide under the couch.  I did as he said and somehow it made it easier to watch the tantrum when we had the psychologist's permission.  Thankfully it didn't last too long.  He pitched his fit, finally relented and then crawled up on my lap for comfort.

 Kids who grow up in institutions don't usually go to their caregivers for comfort, they have always grown up knowing there was never anyone to depend on to offer comfort. Initially Matt didn't come to us either. It is the saddest thing to watch when your child is hurting and he wants to be by himself.  The long and short of our visit it all was that Matthew for the most part he is very much like other 2 year olds. The psychologist was confident that he was attaching well and we could move on to raising him just like our other kids for the most part.He said to expect some regression in his behavior following the surgery, which we saw a little bit of with the last surgery. The doctor also told us to expect flashbacks which I can definitely see once and awhile, nothing too traumatic, but I can see his thoughts definitely pondering something far off at times.  

 The other thing we see some of - is the anxiety of being left behind or taken somewhere, the doctor said this to is "normal".  Matt has lost his entire world so many times.  Recently,  a friend pulled up to our front door in her van and we started to take his car seat and a bag to her car - the sheer look of terror on his face initially really surprised me, and then I remembered.  In the past, van rides preceded moves to new places and loss of all his caregivers.  What a relief for him to see I was going with him.  Any immediate family member putting on shoes/jackets will usually have Matt's attention.  He checks out the situation and see if he needs to prepare too.  He also wants to put his shoes or personal items right next to and in the same position as someone else's in the family. It's as if he is saying -  If you see my things next to yours, you won't forget to take me with you??

It is amazing to look back on the past almost 8 months and see how far he has come.   He really is almost like any other 2 year old boy.  He loves to play with toys & stuffed animals, play football, be read to, watch tv and play the ipad. These were all things he could have mostly cared less about the first few months home.  His favorite thing to say is "Matt do" - he really will try anything and wants to do EVERYTHING by himself.  I am constantly reminding him that moms and dads are here to help their kids and he can depend on us.  

Overall Matthew is just a lovable boy and he is so proud to be called a brother and a son. It has been amazing and life changing for us to watch the transformation in our son.  Kids are wired to be in families, it's as important as air and water.  I think back to when we visited his orphanage.  He was trying smack away (he hasnt been a hitter since that day) all his caregivers after being with us just for one day.  He clung to us for dear life and were complete strangers the day before.  24 hours with stranger parents won out over everything he ever knew to be familiar in his entire life.  I am humbled daily that we get to be his parents.  I am so thankful to God for growing Matthew in our hearts.  




                          
                             







Thursday, September 26, 2013

Git er done...

Matthew's surgery date has been moved to the end of October. We knew he needed a few other procedures and we asked if we could combine them all at once.  The doctors thought this was a good idea too and we were able to find a new surgery date to put it all together.  It the words of Larry the cable guy - git er done!  Matt will now miss Halloween (our local trick or treating is on the actual day).  You don't tend to miss what you don't know about, but he is not one to ever miss candy :)  We will have to tag on to another community's earlier trick or treating.  He loves his new football uniform/halloween costume.  He religiously puts it on every time Robbie puts his on and takes it off when Ro gets home.  Unfortunately he also sticks it in the same stinky pile with Robbie's uniform...

                         

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Matt Baptized!

We crowned this crazy busy week off with the best - Matthew's baptism!  
 
 




 

Homecoming 2013

Shelby had such a fun week.  Even though she didn't obtain that elusive ultimate grand supreme title (aka homecoming queen) unfortunately I have seen 1 too many Toddler and Tiara episodes), what a great time! After Monday's court announcements, all the kids on court had pictures taken for the football program on Tuesday.  There was a terrible weather forecast for Friday's night game, but thankfully the lightning  held off just until after halftime where we got to walk out her across the field.  Shelby wanted both her brothers included to walk her out - Robbie was the good brother and took one for the team.  We even heard lots of reports from the stands of the "sweet" little Asian boy who kicked the good big brother the whole time on the field. 
 
Ready for the dance


Senior girls!

Shelby and her escort Rob

Jeff and I got to dress up, too.  Parents got to attend the dance to see the kids announced and Jeff even got to dance with Shelby. 
 
no this isn't an ad for summa health...

Shelby was also the good sport and wore her fabulous band uniform
Jeff made an exception on his original promise to not dance again till his daughter's wedding
 
Escaped the rain at the football game
 

Monday, September 16, 2013

Mum to Royalty

It has certainly been a year of firsts for us this year and it keeps on going! I have been sitting on a secret all this past week- Shelby made it on homecoming court!  We are so excited for her!  The school had us submit baby pictures of her and  they showed the pictures at today's announcement assembly.  The kids didn't know they were on court until they saw their baby pictures go across the screen.  So thankful they included the parents to be a part of it.    Shelby tends to be on the quiet reflective side in a large group of people (don't know where she got that from - haha).  Even though she has gone to school with the same kids her whole life, people still ask "who's Shelby?"  Oh how I remember what that is like... So this is extra special for us.  Yay introverted people!!! And yay band geeks!! 

Her rise to fame and thrown us is a frenzy.  As the parents, we get to escort across the football field on Friday, we get to see her announced at the dance and Jeff gets to dance with at the dance, too.   Since Jeff's only suit is almost 20 years old and we are really strapped for time, we actually took Matthew and Robbie shopping with us tonight. Matt has had a huge day with a two hour doctor's appointment followed by Shelby's assembly and 3 small car naps - we were desperate people, but we lived to tell about it.  Jeff and his suit are now a part of the 21st century.  

Little miss introverted also spoke at all three church services on Sunday about her trip to Guatemala.  So proud of this girl and the adult she is becoming.  This is a tough year for this mom to watch her baby's "lasts" but its makes it a little easier when it's sprinkled with a some pretty cool "firsts".  


Homecoming Court

Pictures from her slide show...













Monday, September 9, 2013

Bringing up the rear to summer

Settling into the second fourth week of school (it's taking me forever to finish a blog post) and its finally allowing some time to blog.  This post will probably have a bunch of unrelated stuff, but crazy post better than no post??

First Day of School for the Big Kids
 
Robbie turned 12, started middle school this month and went to his first school dance.  Since we were camping for his actual birthday and he and Jeff got to go white water rafting while we camped in Pennsylvania.  I would say his best birthday thing to do was playing paint ball - since he hasn't spoke of anything else since...  They came home stinky sweaty and full of welts but with the biggest smiles across their faces. So far Robbie likes middle school and particularly likes catching a ride with his sister - don't get used to it, it's back to the bus next year!! 

Birthday boy
 
We have been doing a lot of camping this year and Matt seems to really like it, besides not wanting to go to bed on time  or sleep alone in his bed.  We have been to Mohican, West Branch, Ohio Pyle, East Harbor and Amish country.
Camping With cousins Wesley and Leland

 
This would have been a great picture - but Shelby had to work :(

Braving the water slide at East Harbor - Matt told us "more please" after he got off

Driving Papa's boat
 

 About a 1/2 hour into our trip to Ohio Pyle  in Pennsylvania - I started to notice the truck was starting to get kinda loud.  It just kept getting louder and louder.  As pulled more hills, we kept blowing out more pieces of our muffler.  It was early evening and I attempted to make phone calls on our route to see if we could have it looked at.  After awhile, it was just so loud we bust out laughing as each new chunk blew and we had to eventually accept that it couldn't be looked at till the next day.  I am sure if you were within 100 miles, you might have heard us - a Hemi with no muffler is hard not to notice.  Thankfully we reached the park and the staff directed us to a local - who we affectionately nicknamed as "cussword Larry".  Even though the kind hearted man  spewed strings of obscenities (but still called me "dear"??)- he worked on Saturday to fix our truck and charged us a 1/3 of what anyone else would have to fix it.  We are contemplating making the 4 four drive to have all our future truck repairs done with ol Larry.