(Ella on her very first pony ride at Saturday's festival)
The air just feels different. It is Autumn - almost over night! And in our parts, it is a lovely time of year. In fact, we think it is the loveliest. The fall festivals and celebrations are in full swing. It was a busy weekend kicked off by a Kids & Cocktails gathering (another bonus of living in our neighborhood with a hip/trendy mom's group); a fall festival in the neighborhood just next to ours on Saturday afternoon; and an enormous block party back in our neighborhood Saturday night. Ella's daddy and his band kicked off the block party. We had a great time. Ella spent a lot of time dancing when she wasn't socializing with all of her friends. My word, the girl likes a good party.
(Nervous mom trying to make sure she holds on tight - she had entirely different plan)
(Ella pointing to her girl, Roz, just ahead of her...see below)
When I'm in the kitchen (which has increased tenfold since her arrival), I spend a great deal of time negotiating Ella and her toys. And there are times that containing her on the kitchen counter to 'direct' me makes everyone happy.
A few videos coming at ya' highlighting Ella's busy world. There is scooting, of course; and talking on the phone, and walking, and her very first skinned knees and a dip in the kitchen sink (due to parents too exhausted to fill up the bathtub).
...well maybe not a pig, folks. But we did head to our fabulous farmers' market early Saturday morning. Ella's drummin'-daddy was playing with his band.
There were scads of people. We got some locally grown produce and took in the scene. It was wonderful.
Today marks seven months that we have been a threesome! In the last few days, Ella has come up with a whole new bag of tricks. We'll try to get some video up for you soon. In the meantime, enjoy your week. Beautiful Indian Summer in our parts.
Ella's got one nickname around here, Screwball, and it sticks like glue. She has a fabulous sense of humor. Years of waiting keep you wondering and dreaming of your child. Oh, how I hoped she'd have a little Lucy in her (if you know me, you get that reference!). And she does. She really, really does!
Just last night, I spent some time reviewing the journal we kept while waiting for our referral. All in all, there are four years of hand-written letters to Ella. It is hard - in a way that I never thought it would be - for me to read back through those entries we wrote ever-so-religiously. It reminds me of the wait, the patience that sprung up in places I didn't know existed. Because now? Now, it never crosses my mind. Gears have been switched.
I am so happy that we will be able to share that journal with Ella one day. I am so glad we were 'on the ball' and made such a conscious effort to document that part of her journey - bumps, bruises and all. And in time, the edges will blur together for me, her Mama. For now, my energy goes into feeding her screwball nature, her love for music, her ability to talk and sing every waking moment. And what a wonderful task before me...
PS - Thanks to Cousins Matthew and Nicole for a wonderful morning of playtime!
Tuesday marked a very special day in our extended family. Our little friend Rozalyn and her parents celebrated their first familaversary. It was one year ago on September 7 that they became a threesome in China. (Check out her blog at the right side, if you haven't already!)
Larry and I met Roz's parents a few years ago through the local FCC group. Our log-in dates were only seven days apart. They traveled in September 2009 and as you know, we didn't travel until February 2010. It took that long to match children with families in the China program. It will be impossible for us to look back on our wait, our journey and not think of this family. We were in it for the long haul together.
So, I took a break from work at lunchtime and we had a celebratory picnic together. The girls are finally figuring out how to play with one another...and share too - enjoy! (Click on images to enlarge)
This past weekend we celebrated my parents 50th wedding anniversary. It was a great evening of family and friends. There were stories and laughter and tears. Always tears in this family. We are blessed, for sure.
In last week's post, I mentioned that Ella and I went to the Art Walk downtown. I also mentioned how happy she was sitting at her drumming-daddy's feet while his band played to the folks spilling out of one of the galleries.
I did a little sleuthing. I remembered our local university's independent newspaper taking pictures of the band, their mascot included. (Most of the band members have pretty strong ties to our university.) I went online, found the photographer's information/email and asked him ever-so-nicely if he could hook me up.
And he did. So, hat's off to Nick the photographer for sending me this sweet image. You can bet this one will be framed!