Another Adventure

We are so excited to have once again begun the process to adopt. We've established an agency and begun the mandatory training hours.

If you care to join our little adventure be sure to stay tuned. I promise to keep you updated on the ins and outs of our journey if you promise to pray with and for us throughout this process. If you're tired of constantly checking for updates only to be disappointed by a 2 year absence (sorry about that) then become a follower. The lovely little bloggy gremlins will be sure to send you an email whenever I post. It's that simple! 

However you choose to join us, we appreciate your support. Oh and hang on, I know God has some amazing days in store for us! 

The Melody In The Siren

Not long after we moved east, I discovered a sound that can stop me in my tracks and sends chills down my spine: the tornado siren. While the locals have seemingly grown accustomed to this summertime ritual, I loathe it. Oh I can appreciate the cause and am even grateful to live within hearing distance, however I have never quite come to an amicable relationship with the warning device.

Two weeks ago Joe, Zeke and I were home recovering from an exhausting day of graduation party hopping. Zeke had retired for the night and Joe and I were enjoying the cool of the evening while watching a movie with the windows opened. And there it went. The low hum that quickly escalates into an all out scream, alerting listeners of impending danger and warning all to take cover.

Truthfully, 2 weeks ago I was actually thinking of how far I'd come. While the obnoxious screams still sent me running for flashlights, blankets and pillows, I resisted the urge to rip Zeke from his slumber and clamor for the bathtub. I was proud of how far I'd come and even managed to calmly fall asleep less than an hour after the warnings expired.

The next morning we awoke to discover the alarm had been much more than an irritation. Several tornadoes had touched down, literally in our own backyard. We received a call from Joe's youngest brother letting us know they were safe but the tornado had ravaged his neighbor's homes barely 400 yards from his. 5 people lost their lives that night.

Needless to say, when that familiar hum began last night I went into hysteria! While Joe scrambled for radio stations and radar maps, Zeke and I huddled in the bathtub singing "Jesus Loves Me". Both media venues confirmed funnel cloud spotting but quickly reassured us that the eminent danger was over and we could leave our hiding place.

I've never been good at poker and being the brave mother I am, my anxious 2 year old had now inherited my panic and was not even about to let me out of his sight. His bedtime had come and gone 1 hour previously and so we agreed to spend some time rocking and snuggling. That's when I found it. The melody of the tornado siren. The beautiful noise that reminded me to stop, take hold of the ones I love, and not let go. What a beautiful song!

A few weeks back Joe told me not to make plans for this Saturday because he wanted to take us on a family adventure. He planned a great day for us in Frankenmuth Michigan. We visited the world's largest Christmas store, watched the dog jumping games, saw skydivers and a hot air balloon competition. We have spent all day today recovering but it was so worth it. We had a GREAT day!

Zeke was quite the grumpy elf until we got in the store.

I really wanted a picture of me and him in front of the entrance but he was in no mood for photos!

The pout!

The skydivers are coming in to land on the giant X.

It was amazing how accurate they were.

Zeke was so excited to meet Clifford.

Still not cooperating for pics.

Frankenmuth is called the "little Bavaria" of Michigan. They had polka music and dancing all over town.

It was amazing to watch the hot air balloons get ready to take off. We witnessed the whole process and were surprised at how quick it was.

Look dad, mom said I could have this sugar coated, artificially flavored popcorn for an 8 pm snack!

Honestly, I put my foot down...he wanted ice cream!

These balloons were part of the competition. They took off at another location and had to fly in and drop their bean bag on the X. Very few even made it close enough to drop, let alone hit the target.

We've already decided this will be a trip to do again! Thanks babe for planning a great day.

Way Late Easter Pics!

Well, not only are these pictures late, they are also in complete reverse order. Blogger is giving me fits and well, since it took me this long to even upload them I figured it was just par for the course :)

2 little monkeys up in the tree!

Egg hunting at Gg's

Styling and ready for church!

Digging into the goods

Ice cream at grandma's

For some reason Zeke was convinced the ocean was inside of the eggs :(

Cousin love

Checking out the newest Proudfoot

Preparing chicky cupcakes.