Family Trip to Isle of Palms, SC

This has been a very busy summer filled with short trips and friends and family coming to visit. We have had a great, exausting time, and its not over yet. We came home yesterday from SC after staying at a beach house for a few days with a bunch of Greg's family.

Here is the run down.

• 18 + people, 3 dogs, one house


• Greg sick the whole time (ended up in the ER last night!)


• Aiden with a cold


• Aiden with chaffed thighs from swimsuit + salt water = bad situation


• Noah throwing up one day


• Carington teething

And we still managed to have a good time! One of the highlights for me was getting to do a photo shoot on the beach with a photographer. I've been wanting to get a family photo for a while but the task seemed to daunting. This was all set up for us by some of my in-laws (thank you Bell family). I can't wait to see the professional shots.

Now I have one day to pack, head for family camp (as long as Greg is well), and return early to see my sister who will be in town for a few days from CA. Here's to an uneventful August!

Love This Family

Yes, I know. I am obsessed with pictures.

Life is crazy and hectic and tiring, but its also never been better. And I've never been happier.

Aiden continues to be the helpful, loving, and ever sensitive big brother. He is has such a sweet nature. He is contantly giving me hugs and bringing me gifts that he has found in the yard, such as leaves, rocks, or butterfly wings. Anything that he thinks will make me smile. He is a lot like his daddy.

And while Noah struggles with jealousy and general sharing issues, he really does love his sister. His favorite sentence lately (Yeah! He is putting words together!) is "Sissy no no!" With the ocasional variation of "No no Sissy!" Although it may sound like I'm being sarcastic, I am actually thrilled. A couple weeks ago it was impossible to get him to put 2 words together, much less mix it up! Noah is strong willed but also just so sweet and cuddly. And still a total Mama's boy to the core.

Carington continues to amaze us all with her progress. When we first came home she would cry if I got more than 2 feet from her. 2 weeks ago at a family reunion she crawled around visiting and smiling at everybody and waving and saying "bye bye" when people left. Yet she still wants me above all others and that is a good healthy thing right now.

She has slowed in her eating and is becoming more picky, which is also a good thing. She is learning that food is a constant and gorging is not necessary at every meal.

She really REALLY loves Aiden and Noah and tries to mimick all their words and actions. She is really tough as well and does not back down from them when there is something she wants. She gets really excited when she hears the garage door open and will crawl to the door as fast as she can to see her "Dada". She loves her Grandma's and has no problem when I leave her with them.

Carington is 17 months now. She is now 23 lbs. Thats a 6 lb. increase since we got home! She is pulling to stand and cruising along the furniture. I am very anxious for her to walk because this little girl gets FILTHY trying to keep up with her brothers outside. Also 23 lbs. of low muscle tone is hard to carry!

Anyways, just trying to give all of Carington's followers an update. Plus I'm feeling really nystalgic right now as 3 more families are leaving for Rwanda to get their kids! I'm a sentimental peron anyways, so I think every time another group leaves I'm going to relive it all again in my heart and mind.

I cannot imagine my life without my family.

And I cannot imagine life without the beauty of adoption.

It is so rich... it is so rich. That is how I feel. Rich beyond measure!

Praise God from whom all blessings flow!

Why Not?

I have heard it said that some think I do what I do (sponsoring, fostering, adopting) to fill some void in my life. Quite frankly this hurts. Its not that I care that much what people think of me. Its that I want them to understand that it is the joy of the Lord and His love that makes me want to do what I do. Although these things do bring me immeasurable joy, I don't do them to fill a void. I do them because of the joy, fulfillment, and peace that I have found in God. And I can't help but want... but long, to help those that He loves as much as He loves me. When I have been so blessed, how could I not want to share it.

And it is addicting!

Perhaps that is why some think I'm filling a void, because I always want to do more. (Yes, I am already thinking of adopting again.) And I suppose I will never be satisfied with what I have done. No, as long as there are starving children and orphans, I will never be satisfied.

So satisfied? No.

But filled with peace and joy? Yes.

I think being satisfied with the little bits we do can be dangerous. It leads us to give a little here, text the word "haiti" to give $10 there, perhaps even sponsor a child... and then pat ourselves on the back and say "well, at least I did something." All the while missing some other need that we could be filling.

A while back I began praying that my heart would be broken by the things that brake the heart of God. This is where it has lead me. It has brought me so much joy. (I cannot and do not want to imagine my life without Carington.) But I cannot pretend that it has not also brought pain. My thoughts and dreams are often filled with the faces of the children left behind. My heart aches for them. I long to do more. So perhaps wanting to do more is to fill a void, the void of a child that goes to bed hungery, the void of a child that works full time at the age of 5 to earn one meal a day, the void of a child with no family to call her own. These are God's children. And my life is so full because of my God. WHY NOT use my fullness to fill their void?

And in the process, yes, I receive joy. Not a filled void, but Joy in the Lord, in His ability to use little old me.

"The world is a dangerous place to live, not because of those who are evil, but because of those that don't do anything about it."- Albert Einstein

P.S. If anyone does want to sponsor a child click below. http://www.compassion.com/sponsor_a_child/default.htm?referer=82335

I know, I'm sorry. I just can't help myself:-)

The Richmond Children's Museum and a Favorite of our 3 Babies.

Carington modeling my old baby clothes! She obviously loves the bonnet:)

Carington update

Carington continues to amaze us with how well she is doing. She does love to be held a lot and is sometimes nervous or scared of other adults, but overall she is adusting wonderfully. She is so social and loves her brothers. She is begining to allow her grandparents to hold and play with her more, (vs. always insisting on having mama). She tries to mimick everything that Noah says and she is not intimidated by him in the least. She eats everything in sight and will not stop eating until the food is taken away. Even then she will clean up the floor of anything that may have fallen! She has gained about 3 lbs since being home. Thats an almost 20% increase! She is crawling much faster and will stand at the sofa when placed in that position, but cannot pull to stand on her own.

We are absolutely crazy about this little girl. I have had several people remark that they have never seen me this happy. And truely, I don't think I've ever been this happy. It is largely due to her, but I think that it is also due to having my family complete. For so long I had a child that wasn't mine, while the child that was mine was all the way across the ocean. I cannot describe the peace in my heart, knowing that this is my family, and unless heaven interupts, that it isn't going to change. These kids are my kids and they will stay that way. And I couldn't be happier about it!

New Dog

It has been 9 months since our beloved Brutus died. Today we finally got a new dog. She is a sweet heart. We got her from a local shelter, she had been there for 2 months. I'm shocked and very pleased that she is well behaved. I've been missing having a dog so much and really wanted one, but I was nervous that it would be to much for us right now. I'm happy to say that it looks like God lead us to just the right dog for our needs.

I was very surprised that Aiden actually started to grieve for Brutus today. When Brutus died I think he was so busy trying to hold his mama together that he never got a chance to grieve himself! It has been really sad and also really sweet to see him working through his emotions today. He is so excited about the new dog but it is bringing up so many memories for him. He told me tonight, "I miss Brutus the most because he and I were best buddies." I love this sensitive boy!