Tag Archives: Reed

My big kids

They’re awesome, as always.

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“Hiding” by being trees, as always. Lena decked out in pink. Reed decked out in blue. They dress themselves.

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Sweet L is amazing. I think she has a very challenging role in our transition. She has been moved to the role of middle child, no longer the baby. And, with Reed in school, sometimes she plays the role of oldest child. And left-behind child. But, she is amazing.

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I think Lena loves her role of middle child. She loves to be Reed’s follower, playing along with whatever schemes he has come up with. And, she loves mothering Gus or being a baby along side of Gus. I let her own whichever role she wants in that moment.

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I am always grateful for her sweet, patient heart. Lena has big feelings, but she moves past her hurts at record speed and I learn from this every day. I need to learn to forgive like Lena forgives. And love people like Lena loves. She hugs often and is always quick to tell someone how she loves them or she missed them. I adore her enthusiasm for people and life in general.

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(yes, he is really dirty from playing hide and seek)

Reed. He never stops. Moving, talking, whoa. I get exhausted watching him hop on one foot while singing his own version of “Row, row, row your boat.” He loves school. “School is better than home,” he told me one day. “When do I go to school again?,” he asked on Saturday. He is still in transition, figuring out what is okay at home and what is okay at school. And bringing home all kinds of new things he’s learned at school, not all of them positive. But, we’ll work through it.

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He has so many wonderful questions. And so many of his own answers, right and wrong. One thing I love, that also drives me bonkers about him, is that he never accepts your answer as it is. “Why?” “Well, I think…(insert his own explanation)” and so on and so on. While this is sometimes frustrating at 5 years old, it will make him an exceptional adult.

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He is an incredible oldest child– eager to lead, eager to learn, and eager to explore. He loves both Lena and Gus deeply. He doesn’t often acknowledged it with Lena, but I think anyone who has spent any time with them can see they have a deep bond. He is constantly all over Gus and I am often reminding him that we need to be a bit more selective about how often we run up and hug him. He has also given Gus all kinds of nicknames, most common are “knuckle boy”, “belly boy” and “tummy boy”.
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Having lots of fun as always.

My Kindergartener

Reed started school today. He was excited and ready to go.

He even made me a little reminder so I wouldn’t get into any trouble while he was at school.

Can I just pause for a minute here and tell you to jump back and look at THESE photos from last year, before we move on to this years photos?
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So tiny!

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Ready for school!

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With his best friend and his “knuckle boy”.

So, how did he do? If I was going off of purely my own observation, dropping him off and picking him up, he was okay. Definitely seemed nervous and overwhelmed. But, he tells me it was good. He got to have 2 snacks and he made 2 friends. He had a tuna sandwich, salad and broccoli for lunch. He played “applesauce” which is sitting criss cross applesauce.

Round 2, tomorrow.

Superman’s comeback and calling all questions

Reed starts full-time kindergarten on Thursday. FULL-TIME. This was a big decision for me… I made the big mistake of mentioning it on Facebook. But, ultimately, he is eager to go to school. There were a lot of factors which played into my decision– the personalities of the 4 of us who are home all day, how our day typically goes, etc. and I think this is the best decision.

We spent most of last week preparing for school– physical at the doctor, getting all of the paperwork together, buying school supplies… we were pretty exhausted at the end of each day. We also had our first post placement visit for Gus. Basically the social worker came to our house and chatted with us about how everything is going.

Gus is still teething. He is getting at least 3 teeth right now, 1 canine and 2 molars. He doesn’t love me poking around in his mouth, so that is just what I have seen and felt. Gus and I both have colds. Actually, I think have cold-ergies. A cross between a cold and allergies.

Do you remember those super cute shirts we sold back in the fall? My kids love these shirts. Lena tries to wear hers every day and Reed has been known for wearing it and then putting it back with his clean clothes, so he doesn’t have to wait for me to do laundry.

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Gus looks pretty cute in his, too, right?

Well, my friend KJ is selling them now, to bring home her son, also from Eastern Europe. If you want one, NOW is the time to order. Go to KJ’s blog, read the details and buy a shirt! On sale until August 31.

I haven’t been blogging a ton, largely because I am just too tired to put together a post which makes a lot of sense. I just gave up with this one. But, does anyone have any questions you’d like me to answer? About adoption? Or anything else? I will try my best…

18 months and Toothy Milestones

My day began at 12:30. Gus woke up. VERY unhappy. Even after I calmed him down, he was not going back to sleep, so I brought him into bed with me. Poor kid is teething. One of his canines is just poking out, and apparently canines are the worst. He cuddled up with me and we tossed and turned for about 2 more hours before we finally fell asleep.

Babies need mamas. Gus has his own very sad, post-institutionalized way of self-soothing, but when I scoop him up and cuddle with him, that’s enough. Then he’s just my baby, content to put his head on my chest and play with my fingers or let me tickle his feet.

The excitement of our morning did not end there. Reed and Lena let us sleep in a bit, but when we got up, the first thing Reed said to me was…

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“Look, mama! I lost my tooth!”

He was SO excited. And I was so excited for him. He is so cute without it, and it feels like crossing the line from preschooler to big kid.

Even though we don’t pretend that the tooth fairy is real, we still play out the tradition. Reed is pretty sure that I cannot be the tooth fairy. Here is the letter that he wrote to her:

“Dear Tooth Fairy,

We have a baby brother named Baby Gus. We love you, Tooth Fairy. I lost my missing tooth. It was pretty funny and it goes straight and I tried to get it back to normal, like teeth are supposed to get back. I can’t find things small because there is a lot of white. How do you fly inside my teeth? Are you little or not? Is your magic wand at the top a star or a heart? Sorry for telling you you don’t know how to snap.

Thank you and love,

Reed”

Gus turned 18 months old today. Since we didn’t get to celebrate his 1st birthday with him, I wanted to celebrate this. Nothing fancy, just the Oreo cupcakes.

Gus had his first cake moment. I imagine that this is his first time ever eating cake, and you can see how he just throws it until I put some icing in his mouth. It was too cute.

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Happy 1/2 Birthday, Gus!

An Everyday Adventure

It is so incredibly hot here… we like to take our dogs out for a walk every day, but it is hard when it is this unbearably hot. Instead of every day, it had been a week!

So, all 5 of us headed out for a walk together. This is the first time that all 5 of us have been out to the levee together.

Aaron and I have been coming here as long as we’ve lived in Kansas, and it’s always been one of my favorite places. I adore it this time of year, looking out over all of the corn and soy beans. I could tell you so much about this place and all of the memories we’ve made here, but I’ll skip on to the photos.

I wanted to get a picture of all 3 of my kids together. Gus is not having that.

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“Hold his hands?,” I suggested. You can see how that went.

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The big kids ran off to play with a soccer ball.

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Lena did come back long enough to make Gus laugh. He loves her.

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I told Aaron how easy it is to snap a cute photo of her… I wasn’t trying and had a few, while I struggled to get one of her little brother.

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I am not going to smile for you.

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Nope.

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But, instead, I’ll eat this rock.

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I’m really going to eat it.

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Yum.

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Big brother/guard Reed welcomes you to our favorite place. I’ve spent a lot of time looking at old photos recently and it’s hard to believe that my little monkey Ilya has grown up into this crazy kid!

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Where he plopped down, right as we were getting ready to go. He was so mad that I picked him up and put him the car.

I think he likes it too.