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30 Days of Thankful: Day 13

Today, I’m thankful for Lena. Lena is remarkably sweet. I rarely see her get mad at someone for longer than the pain they inflicted. Gus pulls her hair, and she gets upset just until I unclench his fist, and she moves on. Reed calls her a name, and she shrugs it off like nothing. When I compliment her, she always says “yes.” “You are pretty.” “Yes.” “You are a good big sister.” “Yes.” I occasionally remind her that “thank you” is the polite thing to answer, but truthfully, I think we should all take compliments a bit more like Lena, “yes.”
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She has handled being the middle sister so well. She plays with Gus very well and is always patient with him. She and Reed are great friends, too.

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I love this sweet girl.

30 Days of Thankful: Day 12

Today, I’m thankful for our walks. I love going for these walks– with the kids or without them. It is always a good time to play with them and for all of us to burn off some energy. If I’m alone, it’s a great way to clear my head.

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Today, we played Superheroes and villans. Reed was Super Batman– since he was deciding who everyone was, he kept changing what he was to be the best superhero. Lena was rain girl, she could rain on us. Gus was Cry man– he could fly wherever he wants, get lost and then cry and cry and cry. First, I was fast girl, I was faster than any other women– ha! Then, I was goo girl– I could throw goo on all the other women. I told Reed I wanted to be nice, and could I please be cookie girl? I’d throw cookies at all the other people. But in a nice, loving way, not to hurt them.

A deer ran out about 25 feet in front of us– we’ve seen a lot of deer this fall. I think this is the 9th time I’ve seen them.

At the end of our walk, Gus was in the baby carrier on my back. Reed had his arm wrapped around my leg, leaning up against my side (yes, it is hard to walk like that!) and I had my arm around Reed, Lena was leaning into Reed and we were holding hands. Just cuddling and walking.

A year ago, we had no idea Gus would be a part of our family. Actually, we hadn’t even met Alyona yet. Here is a photo taken on November 18, 2011. Right before we went to Pennsylvania for Thanksgiving, and then from there, we went to Russia for the first time.

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Shortly after Gus came home, July 2012.
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I love all these memories and I’m thankful we have the opportunity– the health, the open space, the time, to go for these walks.

30 Days of Thankful: Day 9

Today, I’m thankful for Reed.
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Reed is a loving and affectionate big brother. He loves Gus and Lena and they love him. He is always looking out for them and trying to help them.

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Reed is smart and funny. He has his school conference last week, and his teacher and I were talking about how we’re confident he’ll someday be at least bilingual, if he choses. He is inquisitive and always asking to learn new things.

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Reed is just awesome and I’m thankful to be his mom.

30 Days of Thankful: Day 1

It seems appropriate that I start my 30 days of thankful with this guy, after the year we’ve had. We’ve had a rough last 2 weeks together, I won’t lie.

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But, today, I went to the bathroom, leaving my 2 younger kids playing in our living room. When I got back, Gus was in the pack and play and the front door was closed. It had been opened, and the screen door closed and locked. Or so I thought. But, the screen door was not really closed and Gus went out the door. Where he could have wandered off or into the street. Or a million other places.

Fortunately, a friend was just leaving our house. She spotted him and brought him in and put him in his pack and play. I don’t know or even want to think about what would have happened if she hadn’t seen him!

So, today, I am extra thankful that Gus is here, in our house and safe.  And for my friend who brought him in.

The funny part of this story is that when I asked Lena what happened, she told me that a stranger, a man with black hair in a black shirt brought Gus into the house. I thought she had gotten him into the pack and play somehow herself, and was lying, since she knows she is not supposed to pick him up. When I realized that it was probably just my friend and text her to ask her, she apologized for not letting me know. But, most almost 5 year olds would have just told me what happened in the first place, but my girl had to make up a crazy story.