We had a fun day yesterday. The shorties were pretty well behaved, we went to the park and Costco prior to the RAIN. (OK, I am accustomed to a mild climate- and you may have heard me grumble lately of the heat, I am not ready for RAIN!) We sent some yellow roses to Shilo- Aidan's birth mom. Yellow are her favorite, so I hope she enjoys them as we (all) celebrated this little man and the choice she made in placing him in our family. What would we do without her and him? I've been wanting Shilo to see A lately. Dan too and the kids. But for her to see him and hear him be as awesome as he is. Every other day I ponder changing our agreement with them- will Shilo never see this beautiful boy until he is grown? Still, I have huge concerns, so, to try to keep her in touch, I've been making digital vid's nearly each week and will have to ask Cookie and TuTu for production help on our first ever movie for his mom. Of course we send them cards, letters and photos as required- plus some. :) We tried contacting the family that adopted Shilo's other son- at Christmas time, but no response. Are they as leery of us as we are of complications with his bf? Poor A. We'll no doubt figure something out.
The Grands came by bearing gifts in the morning. Well, one gift, and a giant green bag. Aidan loved watching grandpa blow up the beautiful blue Rody horse. So much so, he keeps recreating the event. The problem is, the 'valve' is in the horses a** and it looks like he's involving poor blue Rody in something illegal in most states.
A's been putting a ton of words together lately. Yesterday it was: open teeth, open door, open gate, open cup, open horse, open phone, and on and on.
At Costco one of the women at check out said (entertaining Henry) "Which of these babies looks like you?"
Hmm.
2 comments:
Ken wants a photo of blowing up the horse. He is a sick such and so.
you got it!
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