Monday, February 26, 2007

A Chamorro for All Seasons

He joined us today while Atticus and I were out in the snow playing during Paloma's nap. Atticus reassured me that the red scarf would keep him "nice and toasty."

Let It Snow!

I wonder if we'll still have snow on the ground when Merisier and Jodnel come home next year. . . we all can't wait to see their reactions. We have heard reports from our Canadian friends who have adopted Haitian children that the kids love the snow so much they have a hard time convincing them to come inside!

On a side note, I'm wondering if there is even a kreyol word for snow?

Paloma was Here

Yes, those are indeed Atticus's Spidey sneakers. Paloma apparently also felt that in the past week, our household did not need:

-Mom's checkbook
-3 binkies
-Dad's car keys (twice, but don't tell Cliff!)
-1 spoon
-1 dvd movie

Yes, we are now looking into modifying our pantry closet to hold a garbage can.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Our Family is Growing (x2!)

I think this is the BIGGEST, HUGEST, MOST IMPORTANT news I have ever posted in this history of my blog.

Please Meet Merisier:

and Please Meet Jodnel:

These two beautiful boys (pictured with one of the nannies), currently living in an orphanage in Haiti, are our sons (well, legally not yet, but we're working on that!)

As many of you know, Cliff and I have long felt that raising a large family and growing our family through international adoption has been our calling. We have been so very blessed with a wonderful family, Cliff's successful career, our new home with plenty of space and yard, that we decided the time was right to take the plunge into the world of internation adoption.

Our boys reside at Petits Anges de Chantal in Port au Prince, Haiti. Run by a beautiful women named Marie, our boys are well-cared for and well-loved at PAC. Please check out the orphanages website at

We are hoping to bring them home by next spring. Marie has an open door policy and as such Cliff and Bruce will be traveling to Haiti this May to meet our boys. I am hoping to then travel in Fall, and then hopefully our next journey to Haiti will be to bring them home!

Our two boys are cousins, but raised as brothers (as they will be here!). Merisier turned 3 this past December, and Jodnel will turn 3 at the end of May. We feel so very blessed and honored that these two little ones will be part of our family. It is such a joy and a great privelege to raise children.

So needless to say, our blog will be needing a new name! Any suggestions? :)

The Saint and The Sinner

The Saint:

Sister Mary Hatfield (all decked out yesterday for "Wacky Hair Day" at school!)

The Sinner:

Atticus "Ante Up or Get Off My Table" Francis
I blame the downfall of my son on Jimmy, who taught my children how to gamble for nickels on Friday night while Cliff and I went out on a date.

Thursday, February 15, 2007

He Has His Daddy's Fashion Sense

This is Outfit #2. Outfit #1 needed to be modified when vanilla yogurt was spilled over the one-size-too-big navy blue/grey fleece striped sweatpants.

And just like his dad, my little guy believes that a good looking man in a GQ-approved pose can pull off any look.

Monday, February 12, 2007

A Winter Delicacy

The New 5th Food Group:

Snow-encrusted winter clothing.

Who Knew?

Whaddya mean dog-bowl water isn't Hair Gel/Laundry Soap/Nutritional Supplement?

Let's Get This Party Started!

Atticus is going to make the perfect husband when he grows up, because as our only son who is stuck in the middle of two sisters, he is learning all about girls and getting along with them and how to make them happy. Not only is he surrounded by a family of girls, up until this winter, the majority of our family friends had very few sons.

Lately, though, we have been seeing in Atticus a longing for some little guy buddies of his own. He would often say, "Don't I have any boys to have playdates with?" as if he innately knew that there was more to life than playing school or dress-up.

But he's not asking anymore! Atticus now has a great boy playmate/buddy named Jackson! And in January, Atticus attended his first ever BOY'S ONLY birthday party (well, except for us mom's and Jack's little sis).

Not only was this Atticus's first boy's birthday party, it was mine as well! And what a difference it was. . .I'm used to 14 little girls squealing, screaming, cake-gobbling, present-monging, all over-the-house little girl cray-zee! Boys aren't like that at all! They actually listened intently to the rules of the games and tried to win! They took the pinata seriously and developed strategies other than "mob the dad who is holding the pinata!" The younger boys showed utmost respect to the older boys and dad who can make louder and more intense bodily noises.. . Atticus was a hoot to watch during that one because having a mom and sisters who are *so* not into that type of thing, he was absolutely awed and amused by the boys, but so scared that he'd get it from me for that type of behavior (which he didn't. . .I figured boys will be boys and actually felt it was good for Atticus to be exposed to that so he won't be the odd-kid-out once he hits gradeschool--I'm just amazing myself with my parental enlightenment, LOL!).

I think Atticus's new buddy Jackson and all the fun they have together is a great new chapter in Atticus's life. . . my little boy is growing up!

Channeling June Cleaver

The title would have been perfection but for my lack of pearls (which I actually have)and frilly apron (which I don't have but saw an adorable McCalls pattern for that I just think I might have to sew together!)

Sorry the lapse of blogging. . . what have I been up to, loyal readers want to know. Well, I'll tell you: Sarah's got her groove back and she's locked herself in the kitchen!

Now am I saying this tongue-in-cheek or aren't I? On some level, I most certainly am. Our good ol' Whirlpool dishwasher has kicked the bucket and yet to be replaced, so I'm spending an alarming percentage of my day washing and drying dishes. I'm not quite certain as to when the new one will arrive, but I'll tell you this: Never, ever, ever will I take for granted the fabulous dishwasher. Unloading the dishwasher used to be my least favorite, most dreaded task of all time. No more! I know recognize the sheer brilliance and absolute luxury of such a device.

On another level, I really feel like I am getting back into the swing of things, post-baby speaking. When Cliff and I first married and I began my life as a SAHM, we were very poor and had a tight budget with no wiggle room. As such, I made EVERYTHING from scratch, and I mean EVERYTHING! Our grocery bill was astoundingly low but we ate incredibly well and never felt deprived. I am so grateful for that time in our life because it made me a very good cook/baker (yes, I'm tooting my own horn, and I hope you're eyes get stuck there in that roll, LOL!) and a homemaker where very little food goes to waste (On a personal level, I think wasting food is an absolute sin).

Anyway, fast forward in our marriage several years, and we realized a phenomenon called "post-baby-convenience-food-dependency syndrome." With the addition of each new bundle of joy, my ability to cook from scratch and abhorrence of convenience food went right out the pantry, and in it's place Market Day orders and Stovetop Stuffing. I joke that I'm truly getting my groove back when I find myself cooking from scratch again and the weekly grocery bill edging it's way back down. Not the most exciting way to get one's groove back, but hey, it's where I am in life, and honestly, I wouldn't want it any other way :)