Carrington wanted to hang with the boys on the Merry-go-round but was to shy.
Hangin with Judah and Elsa
Making plans to stay up past midnight. These 3 could party late! We'd hear them giggling and then they'd pretend to be asleep when they heard us coming!
Trying to get them all in one shot.
Re-enacting a pic we took in Rwanda, but we're missing the Thomas's and Watsons
Outside the Spaghetti Warehouse with most of the Rwanda Mamas that were there. 
We flew to Chicago and road tripped with Rebecca and Elsa Furr to Omaha. These 2 did great in the car.Below are the ladies and babies that stayed together since our husbands and older kids couldn't come. We had a blast!
When we started the adoption process I expected to gain a daughter. What I never expected was to gain an entire new extended family. But that is exactly what has happened. I cannot imagine our family without our daughter, but I also can't imagine life now without my new family, my sister's in Christ.
We pray, worry, laugh, cry, rejoice and find support together. We are there for each other when we experience the inevitable struggles that come, and we understand each other like no one else can. Who else understands what its like to long for the children left behind? Who else understands the desire to be able to tell her birth mother how amazing she is? Who else understands the love for your child and the pain when others don't share the same sentiment? Who else understands what its like to be on display everywhere you go? (And man oh man, were we on display this weekend! "Are you guys part of some sort of organization?")
We stay connected in many ways. Via phone, email, snail mail, blogs, FB, skype, chat groups, and now reunions. But regardless of how we stay connected, the fact remains. We ARE connected.
And not because of the things listed above. We are connected because our children are forever connected. There are so many questions that our children will ask one day. And there are few answers. The only people that will truly be able to understand and help Carrington when those difficult times come are the children who were a part of her life before I was.
That is why this weekend was so beautiful. It was inspiring on so many levels. I love hearing the stories of how God is leading. I enjoyed every second. I feel so rejuvenated and understood. I laughed and cried. I even screamed like a school girl when I first spotted Becky who I traveled to Rwanda with. But what truly made it so special was to see our kids together, to recognize the connection that they share and see how far they have come. And to recognize that God not only brought these children to us, but He brought ALL of us together to share this amazing journey.
