We are counting down the days until our dear friends the Watkins family and the Dorcheus family join us for a week of fun. Next Tuesday, Mike, Tifanni and their 4 gorgeous, funny kids, invade our place. Then on Wednesday, Nate and Kristi and their 3 kids cruise on in. I am actually looking forward to the noise and laughter and occasional fight amongst the kids. Of course being dutiful parents, each of us having passed rigorous home studies for the adoption process, and have been deemed reliable, sensible, upstanding citizens well prepared to parent and guide children thru to adulthood. In order to ensure that the 6 grown ups survive the chaos, we plan to rely on proven parenting techniques that have withstood the test of time.......LIQUOR!
On Friday, our pack of wild animals will head out in caravan to head to Haiti in our Hearts camp in Alexandria, Minnesota. Friday afternoon to Sunday our families will be chillin' at Lake Geneva where the kids will swim in the lake, canoe, bike, climb rock walls, play basketball and dance till they can't keep their eyes open. The parents will of course socialize with one another, compare notes on the stuff each of our kids have broken and just enjoy being in a setting where families like ours are the norm and we don't stand out. We won't be asked probing, inappropriate questions about how are families came to be and we can just relax and let the kids have fun without feeling like everyone is staring at us.
Who knew that 2 years ago on Father's Day, we would meet two super couples at a hotel in Miami, eat dinner with them at a Cuban restaurant and then spend a couple days with them at our childrens' creche in Haiti. These couples have become important lifelines for Marc and me. I spent time with Kristi 4 months ago in Orlando, along with 67 other women and it let us spend some time realizing the complexities of our lives and how much we have in common. Tifanni and Mike have become dear, dear friends; God parent's to Richnigthder and Jerome and God forbid, our children's guardians should Marc and I die. I still marvel in awe how our Haitian children, that lived so far away from all of us, brought us all together with a common bond.
I will be menu planning tomorrow to make sure we have tons of junk food on hand, slip and slides, hula hoops, nerf guns and all the bike tires are inflated awaiting their arrivals. Naturally I will be stopping at the liquor store to pick up beverages of an adult nature and will of course, make sure I have tons of kook aid on hand for the wee ones. My kids are so excited to know that these two families are coming to visit that they are a humongous pain in my butt right now. Everyday, I get asked if tomorrow is the day everyone arrives. Soon enough I will be able to tell them that today is the day. Until then, I continue to clean and checking off the days on the calendar.
Summer sunshine, good friends, laughter and happy kids, that's what makes life worthwhile!
There are scars, still. Even within the miracles.
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