Moby has had two constant doggie friends. They visit the 'Moby doggie retreat and spa' at least once a year. Moby gives them a good work out of wrestling, tug-of-war, drool and general frolick-type doggie fun. And it I get to cuddle yet another furry thing!
Moby and Galahad were puppies together. They were two bundles of blond fuzz. Moby always out-weighed Galahad, and for a long time, Moby looked like he could squash Galahad with a paw. But Galahad grew big enough to contend with our lug! Moby liked to play rough, Galahad liked to lick and be pet. We'd joke that Galahad was the 'pretty-boy', and Moby was the jock. Moby would be the rugby player "what blood? Shake it off dude and throw the ball!". While Galahad was the soccer player. Nimble and graceful in his jog, eager but controlled. "Anyone for some soccer?"
I don't normally write two entries in one night, but I felt compelled to write this one tonight. Galahad passed away recently, and my heart is kind of heavy for my pretty-boy-soccer dog friend. The non-dog-lovers of the world will roll their eyes, and tell me that I'm silly to feel sad about a dog's death. But they'll never feel the sense of security that having a dog laying on your feet will bring. They'll never experience joy when you come home to a dog's wagging tail. Few things bring a spontaneous smile to a dog lover's face like that greeting.
I feel for Galahad's family, and the loss they're feeling. It's tough to loose your dog, and so suddenly as well. We're praying, T, BA, M, & E. We'll miss him too.
Saturday, May 19, 2007
33 days and counting...
I love vacations. I love planning for them, packing for them, the excitement of the day before you leave. I love it all (I know a bit strange), and when you first jump in your car, leaving your 'normal' life behind for a few days, I get that adventurous feeling that nothing could stop me now.
33 days until we jet-set. Emmett's first American vacation (can't say his first American adventure, since I'm pretty sure that's past - or maybe in process - who knows!). At any rate, I'm looking at the suitcases, and wondering how early is too early to start thinking of packing?
This vacation is a little different, since my entire family will be joining us! It's the reunion we've been hinting around about for about 5 years (well at least since P & B got married, and not they have a baby!?) Speaking of babies... this family reunion consists of 21 people - 8 of which are too young to drive. 6 of the 8 can't ride most of the big rides at your local amuzement park! And at least 3 haven't mastered walking yet. Well maybe Baby G.E. has got that down now! This should be interesting. I can't wait!
There is something that gives this vacation a little more excitement, and it's because it is with family. I realize I am blessed to have a family that gets along well enough to commit to spending 6 days together! I hear so many people complain about family feuds and quarrels, and I'm sure that there have been some in the past of my family, but nothing can stop us now...
Look out undisclosed town... You're in for an invasion!
33 days until we jet-set. Emmett's first American vacation (can't say his first American adventure, since I'm pretty sure that's past - or maybe in process - who knows!). At any rate, I'm looking at the suitcases, and wondering how early is too early to start thinking of packing?
This vacation is a little different, since my entire family will be joining us! It's the reunion we've been hinting around about for about 5 years (well at least since P & B got married, and not they have a baby!?) Speaking of babies... this family reunion consists of 21 people - 8 of which are too young to drive. 6 of the 8 can't ride most of the big rides at your local amuzement park! And at least 3 haven't mastered walking yet. Well maybe Baby G.E. has got that down now! This should be interesting. I can't wait!
There is something that gives this vacation a little more excitement, and it's because it is with family. I realize I am blessed to have a family that gets along well enough to commit to spending 6 days together! I hear so many people complain about family feuds and quarrels, and I'm sure that there have been some in the past of my family, but nothing can stop us now...
Look out undisclosed town... You're in for an invasion!
Monday, May 07, 2007
Matching metal
I admit that my youthful years of dental work have left their mark on me. And I mean literally. I have about as much metal in my molars as I have enamel. I know, sad but true. I always told myself that I'd encourage my kids someday to really take care of their teeth. Well - sometimes it's not exactly in our control.
Emmett's first dental appointment was a nightmare. However, his next few went so well, I thought they'd switched kids on me. Today proved that I still have the same kid. He got a lot of metal in his little baby teeth. Let's all remember our last Novocaine shot. Those things HURT! It's odd to see metal in his little molars. I mean their the size of large pencil erasers! And won't they fall out anyway!?!
When I picked him up after preschool we compared metal. He pointed out that I have more than he does. So I told him that if he takes really good care of his teeth, he won't have to go through more mornings like today's. He promptly said "but your's are shiny". I don't think my point sunk in. Ok, let's go eat a jolly rancher or something!
(kidding folks!)
Emmett's first dental appointment was a nightmare. However, his next few went so well, I thought they'd switched kids on me. Today proved that I still have the same kid. He got a lot of metal in his little baby teeth. Let's all remember our last Novocaine shot. Those things HURT! It's odd to see metal in his little molars. I mean their the size of large pencil erasers! And won't they fall out anyway!?!
When I picked him up after preschool we compared metal. He pointed out that I have more than he does. So I told him that if he takes really good care of his teeth, he won't have to go through more mornings like today's. He promptly said "but your's are shiny". I don't think my point sunk in.
(kidding folks!)
Wednesday, May 02, 2007
Two mothers of one son
Dear Emmett's First Mom,
I can't help but think of you today. 1 year since you placed Emmett in foster care, 1 year since you relinquished him to be adopted, I pray that you find peace in your decision. I'm sure today doesn't go unnoticed by you. We are two mothers of one son. Although I have the privilege of tucking him in bed every night, you had the privilege of bearing him. I hear his giggles, you saw his first smile. I will never replace you in his heart of hearts. And that is how it should be. I hope that some day, you may see him again. I pray that in some divine web miracle, you stumble upon this blog letter (miraculously translated as well). I pray that you'll be able to read about his life with us. He's an amazing little man, and I give credit of that to you. My hope is that on this day I will be able to give you a glimpse into what his life is like now. Maybe some day you really will be able to read these annual entries and know that we love your little boy with all our hearts, and he is well cared for.
Emmett attends a daycare/preschool program 5 days a week. He is about a head taller than the other 3 year olds in his class. He's energetic, always running to and from everything. He could run and run for days if he had his choice. He is enrolled in a martial arts program through school where his teacher says he's one of the best students, he listens and is very disciplined. He can count to 20 (15 seems to be optional) and he recognizes the letters of his name. He has an eye for shapes and colors, which lends itself to his ability with puzzles. He loves cars and trucks, buses and airplanes. Of which he has many! He also likes music, singing and dancing which he does whenever possible. He even makes up his own little songs to sing!
His grandparents spoil him helplessly. All his favorite things appear at their houses when he's there. Did you know his grandparents came to Korea with us to bring Emmett here? All his grandparents were very excited and incredibly supportive. They are very proud of him, and his sweet little personality.
All in all, Emmett is growing up to be great little kid. I look forward to seeing his personality grow and change as he does. I wish that you could see these changes as well. But in your absence, I hope that I can provide him as much love and affection that you would if you were here.
God Bless -
I can't help but think of you today. 1 year since you placed Emmett in foster care, 1 year since you relinquished him to be adopted, I pray that you find peace in your decision. I'm sure today doesn't go unnoticed by you. We are two mothers of one son. Although I have the privilege of tucking him in bed every night, you had the privilege of bearing him. I hear his giggles, you saw his first smile. I will never replace you in his heart of hearts. And that is how it should be. I hope that some day, you may see him again. I pray that in some divine web miracle, you stumble upon this blog letter (miraculously translated as well). I pray that you'll be able to read about his life with us. He's an amazing little man, and I give credit of that to you. My hope is that on this day I will be able to give you a glimpse into what his life is like now. Maybe some day you really will be able to read these annual entries and know that we love your little boy with all our hearts, and he is well cared for.
Emmett attends a daycare/preschool program 5 days a week. He is about a head taller than the other 3 year olds in his class. He's energetic, always running to and from everything. He could run and run for days if he had his choice. He is enrolled in a martial arts program through school where his teacher says he's one of the best students, he listens and is very disciplined. He can count to 20 (15 seems to be optional) and he recognizes the letters of his name. He has an eye for shapes and colors, which lends itself to his ability with puzzles. He loves cars and trucks, buses and airplanes. Of which he has many! He also likes music, singing and dancing which he does whenever possible. He even makes up his own little songs to sing!
His grandparents spoil him helplessly. All his favorite things appear at their houses when he's there. Did you know his grandparents came to Korea with us to bring Emmett here? All his grandparents were very excited and incredibly supportive. They are very proud of him, and his sweet little personality.
All in all, Emmett is growing up to be great little kid. I look forward to seeing his personality grow and change as he does. I wish that you could see these changes as well. But in your absence, I hope that I can provide him as much love and affection that you would if you were here.
God Bless -
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