My best friend in the universe, Barney, has just given me 30 minutes of free time to post about the boys. The boys are adjusting remarkably well and fight amongst themselves as typical siblings do. Food is not an issue at all and they are picky about what they eat. They love cantaloupe and most fruit, but dislike onions and pickles. They also love chocolate, but don't like chocolate chip cookies.
Right now R is teasing the hell out of Jerome by switching the channel and Jerome is so frustrated that he is blowing the horns that Tifanni sent the kids. They are the loudest things you can imagine and teh kids adore them. Last night the boys were going to bed and slowly began to silently cry. Marc and I held them and rocked them and they sobbed these body shuddering cries as if in anguish and then fell asleep in our arms. They slept 9 hours thankfully and have been napping, but not in their beds, but on the floor.
Jerome wants desperatly to please and Richnightder is the one testing the boundaries and limits. He is sensitive and yet extremely smart. He has been doing school work on his own and loves to read in both French and English. He also loves to look at blogs and pics of the other kids already at home.
BOth kids have doctor appointments this week. That should make them crabby. Jerome has a chest cold which he has graciously shared with Thomas and me. I have piles of laundry to do, but I have 4 kids now fighting to help me. R helped Marc feed the horses today, but Jerome won't going anywhere near the barn. He is terrified of the cats and horses and the dogs are on there way home from the kennel right now. That should be something for Jerome to deal with.
Barney is singing that obnoxious song which signals the end of my peace, so I must fly now. Hopefully later today I can load the pics and put them on the blog. They are so cute that I want everyone to see them.
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
4 months ago