Blogger's Block

It's taken months, but I think I officially have blogger's block.  I am trying very hard to blog every single day until my brother-in-law returns from his deployment.  This week has been the toughest, yet.  That makes me think, though, of how tough the weeks are for my sister!  If she can survive yet another day of waiting, surely I can think of a little something to add to my blog.

Here goes:

Brishen finished the in-class portion of driver's ed tonight.  I had been naive in thinking that he was anywhere near getting a license, but that's not the case.  He has to have his permit for six months before he can get his license.  Six more months until I can send him for some diapers and chocolate at 9pm!

Roo is in love with spitting.  When we drive anywhere he'll look over at Edison and start spitting.  Edison will spit back.  They are then both entertained for the duration of the trip.  Roo also spits when he's done with his bottle, when he wants to be funny, when he is bored, when he is naughty, and hundreds of other times a day.  I'm pretty sure that any cold he gets will be passed on to all of us in spitting range.  Nice.

I don't like the curriculum I bought for Basia for this year's school.  At all.  Ugg.

I was talked into Wednesday morning Bible study even though I really, really didn't want to agree to morning obligations that take me away from working with Basia in school.  It is an amazing study about how our families are both broken and blessed just like so many of the earliest families in the Bible.  There are mostly older African American women in the study, and I sit there and feel infinitely blessed to soak in any cultural tidbit I can.  They talk about current events, and I am so grateful to have their views.  They talk about their grandmothers and mothers and how they were raised, and I truly sit there trying to fill myself with all their experiences.  How can I ever do justice to the job of raising my African American children?  I don't know, but I know every one of those women love my kids and are there for me, and I hope my Wednesday mornings are "messed up" by them forever more!  Thank goodness I broke my own rules and joined this study!

Tobias has the cutest, most puzzling personality!  He is the family silly child.  He loves to make his siblings laugh.  I cannot quite make out whether he is a little naughty or just plain adorable through and through.  I know he is a bit naughty at key times like during adoption proceedings, baptisms, and doctor visits.  I can't figure out where to put him at our table since he can get naughty when paired with any other child.  At home he's just borderline cute/naughty.  Is that pushing the boundaries or just part of his adorable personality.  I'm not sure.  I don't have that one figured out, yet.

Zade woke up, and we knew within seconds that today would be rough.  The very first thing he did was to blockade his door in case Edison dared want to go near his room.  How does he wake up and have that as his first thought?  Other days he wakes and plays beautifully all day long.  After his psych eval, he is being sent for behavioral therapy for anger management and also to get some developmental testing done.  I don't think the psychologist really understood the core of the issues, but I think that they were initially reluctant to even work with someone Zade's age, but felt it was worth a try after the evaluation.  The psychologist was impressed that Zade could push a car and turn the door handle and dress himself and spell his name.  I'm not sure why he thought any of those would be issues, since I told him I wasn't concerned about his development.  I guess that considering his early life, he is doing very, very well.  I do know that.  I just also know that there is something else lurking and getting worse that we need to address.

Jon's laser tag injury is still pretty sore.  He probably needs to take a week off from work to just rest it, but that's not likely to happen!

We had a great day of school today!  I'm even doing a little school with Cassia after her preschool.  If I didn't have to cook and clean, it sure would give me more time to teach my kiddos!  That'll be the day!  Of course, I can start to let the house be in less than social worker ready condition someday, and that might help a bit.

I love bedtime!!  Good night!