Month: October 2012

baby k

I’ve mentioned this in passing here and there in posts, but haven’t actually come right out and said it… A couple of months ago we accepted the referral of an itty bitty baby boy from central Africa.  He is adorable, with big brown eyes that make my heart melt. I haven’t been publically blogging about it in detail for a number of reasons.  Our agency is very cautious about how much they are comfortable with their clients sharing online during the process []

family and the things I don’t write about

I don’t talk much about them because I value my privacy pretty highly so respecting others privacy is important to me.  So I keep most of the memories and pictures of times with family off this little online journal.  But what times we have had the last few days!  Perfect times that you want to bottle up and hold onto forever.  More cave paintings of the soul if you will. We’ve spent the last week in the same town where my Dad, []

dirty mirrors

We have this mirrored wall in our living room.  I’m not sure which previous owner put it there but I’m guessing it was someone who woke up looking slightly better than I do in the morning.  Because running into a reflection of yourself first thing is not my idea of a good way to start the day. But Thane and I do have this ritual when we see ourselves in a mirror together.  We stop, I squeeze his cheek to mine or give []

cuteness flashback picture post: sailor mouth

So when I signed up for this whole “31 days” thing I didn’t realize it included weekends.  Because I thought Oct had more than 31 days apparently?  So after realizing that I thought I’d just skip the weekends. Then I thought the aunties might like seeing some old pictures I’ve never posted. (Not that most of what I post is overly constrained by a sense of time anyway, I don’t even get photos downloaded in a timely matter much less posted.) All []

of trees and foster mothers

We have a picture of Thane’s foster mother, “B” that was taken shortly before he joined our family. She is sitting with him on her lap with both of them facing the camera. And the first time I showed him the picture his eyes lit up and he reached out with chubby baby hands to stroke her face. It was a different expression that I’ve ever seen. It said there she is, she isn’t gone, she’s still here. And also, this person []

tales from a trans-racial family at target

Thane and I went shopping a few days ago. He happily helped me push the cart along until I stopped in front of the stuffed animal section to look for a gift for our maybe-baby’s care package.  Bored with this particular part of the aisle he walked a few yards away from me, past a very pregnant couple, to look at the toys that make noise (a sensible choice I thought.)  The couple said hi to him, he smiled back and then []