It could still be September for all I know. Each day I type in November . . . it feels so surreal - like an alternate reality or something.
Last night after dinner, Claire Muad said (in regard to dinner), “thank you mom, thank you dad, thank you Jesus.” So cool - especially since we have never asked her to say "thank you" after a meal, much less asked her to thank Jesus! The girls are getting much better at (happily) saying “thank you” and other appropriate, polite responses.
Going to church went well today. Getting out as a family and seeing people (even from a distance or in passing) helps make me feel a little bit more normal. It was also great to get hugs from a couple good friends. We are going to try to get a list of the songs that we will be singing at church before church so we can listen to them during the week and the girls will be more familiar with them when we sing at church. I don’t know what it was about doing the adoption meeting (which went well) after church, but I was exhausted when I got home. After lunch the boys napped and the girls wanted to go outside with Jason. And I . . . took a big, long NAP! In my former life, naps were a big waste of my time (being the overachieving-task-accomplisher that I was, I would much rather accomplish some tasks than take a nap). But, in my new life, my Sunday afternoon nap was a little piece of heaven!
In the afternoon, I found Zoe Mujinga had made a set of drums with all kinds of random things from the play room and she was singing “Jesus Loves the Little Children” in French (I recognized the tune) while playing her “drums” with one wooden train track in each hand as sticks. I love this girl! The boys (all three) got hair cuts which made for two little boys in an absolute tantrums. I can’t wait for the day we can give them good hair cuts without tantrums. They got early baths and I put the one set of matching p-pops (Thomas the Train) I have on them. They were so stinkin’ cute running around matching in their p-pops!
We had peanut butter sandwiches and yogurt for dinner because that was all I could muster! And it wasn’t even a hard day – just something about being Sunday night with a larger family. Growing up we always had apples and popcorn for dinner on Sunday night . . . I might have to reinstate that in the near future.
I finally took the time to look through Rosetta Stone tonight because I am planning on starting it with the girls tomorrow. I’m excited! I’m also thankful for a short work-week for Jason this week.
5 comments:
I enjoyed having frozen pizza and popcorn on Sunday nights while growing up (and you will still today if you are at the farm on a Sunday night). There are many times I wish I still had that. But kind of hard when I don't have room for frozen pizzas in my freezer or a popcorn popper. :)
In regards to your daughter covering her hair with a bandana... I wonder if it has to do with keeping the moisture in, keeping things, like fuzz, off her hair. Now I don't have their type of hair, but I attended a black people type hair care class through our adoption/foster care ministry. One of the things they showed us was putting conditioner on their hair and wrapping their heads in a plastic bag (only the hair part)for a 1/2 hour? and then when you go to bed you also wrap your head in a scarf. This all had to do with keeping moisture in to prevent breakage. Not sure if it pertains to your situation, but just a thought. Mrs Young
Oh to clarify... the conditioner is just left for half hour then continue with the rest of the shower-not like you leave it in or your head in a bag all day. :)Mrs Young
The standard meal at our house on Sunday nights is cheese/crackers, popcorn, and apples. Every mom needs a night off from the kitchen!
We always have popcorn, cheese/crackers, and apples for supper on Sunday nights. Every mom needs a break from the kitchen at least once a week! Sunday is the perfect day to do it!
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