Happy New Year

Ah, another year gone by. Surprising to think this is only Emmett's second New Year in the States. Harder to believe he's only been home one year and 4 months. How much has changed.

I think that was my theme for 2007, how much has changed. Emmett has grown in his English, his attachment and physically (darn those pants are too small already!). We had our first big family vacation - which is definately a different experience with kids. Emmett has left his first day care/ preschool, to begin a new one. And we've finally painted another room in the house aside from Emmett's room. Oh how much has changed.

But then I think of how much has stayed the same. We're still attending Heritage Chapel, Craig and I celebrate our 9th wedding anniversary tomorrow. And the dog still won't sleep somewhere other than on my legs. So I suppose some things never change.

I'm not one for resolutions. I suppose I like the idea of not setting any so you're not disappointed when they don't occur. I know that's cynical, but sometimes the energy just to make it through the week is all I have. I have some goals around the Tri, and bloggin more consistetnly, but don't hold me to them!

Now, as I look out the window of our newly painted office/guest room to the several inches of fresh snow which blanket our driveway (nice view, huh?), I can only imagine my CA cousins in sweatshirts alone out and about LA. BTW - Go Illini!

For those of you who might not have gotten the Christmas newsletter, here it is below.

Once upon a time in the land of Marckese
Lived a family that was just a bit crazy.
Our year started quiet, asleep on the floor
Of the little one’s room, oh dear what a chore.
The year it went on, and oh what a fuss
We made over Emmett’s favorite Yellow Bus.

Down we’ve traveled this long twisting road.
From Korea a child God alone has bestowed.
And finally it came the day of great joy
Adoption it’s final – he’s our little boy.

And off we went in one great hurry
Lake Tahoe reunion, oh but there’s a worry.
The fires they got just a bit close,
Four miles from the house, I suppose.
So off we went, full family in tow
To stay for the nights, on Marriot row.

And back we came to ole Moby’s lair
Where flopping and drooling is only just fair.
One hundred and twelve, I exclaimed to the vet
Where was my small puppy long ago I had met.

Way down on the farm, our boy turned four
Surrounded friends, “Omma, just a few a more.”
“So can I go out and ride my new big bike?”
“I guess, you’re no longer my little tyke”

So here we are this year at an end.
And we’ve had it quiet good in all, my friend
We thank our dear Lord for our good blessing
Of friends and sweet family, to this we’re addressing

By the lit tree, we wait for His birth
Remembering His coming to our lowly earth
To save us of sins we could not attone
Without the cross, his sacrifice alone.

We bid you good tidings and joy through this season
This rhyme was created, for just such this reason
Jen tried with all earnest, determination and might.
To all Merry Christmas and God Bless you this Night.

Happy New Year!