So, we're still here. We're busy. Mike is in school full time, on top of working full time, on top of being a husband and father full time. We're still exploring our options with adoption. I just saw the profile of the sweetest little girl from China with Down Syndrome and just wish she were part of our family today. yesterday.
That's it, I guess. My baby will be 4 years old in a couple weeks. I get it, they grow. If they don't, something's wrong. But it doesn't mean I have to like it. Sometimes I think he looks like a tiny toddler. That is, until I see an actual toddler, and I realize that he's not even close. He's like a foot taller than a toddler. Oh well, when we're at home where there are no toddlers around, he's a tiny toddler.
So that's where we are. School. Work. Eating. Sleeping. Pretending to have toddlers. Now you're all caught up.
She's 12. Twelve.
New hairs