Welcome

We set up our adoption blog so you can get to know our family a little better. I started blogging back in 2007 and have kept up with it over the years. At the end of every year, we print off our blog for that year and give it to Daniel's mom for her Christmas present. She keeps all of her children's yearly journals in a notebook that we will get back one day to pass down to our kids. I try to keep it up to date as much as I can.


When we decided to start the adoption process, I decided to make an identical blog for birth mothers to read. Everything that I write about my family on our personal blog, I copy it over to my adoption blog. I understand that an adoption profile only gives limited information about us and we want you to have the opportunity to really get to know who we are and what we like to do as a family. Our adoption blog will show you who we were even before we adopted our boys. Feel free to read as much as you want or click on the links up above!

Wednesday, June 25, 2008

Lost and Found

I was working in the backyard a few days ago and saw that a few bits of crackers were attracting ants. Instead of picking up the crackers and throwing them away, I decided to just fling the ant covered pieces over the fence as its just a large open field behind us. Well, I was bending down and flinging the crackers over the fence and as I threw the last bunch I saw my big shiny aggie ring fly off my hand and over the fence into the wilderness that is behind our house.

If anyone hasn't seen or held a guy's Aggie ring (women's are much smaller), it's a large and heavy , dense piece of metal with lots of mass and a little wind resistance. Compare that to a soda cracker which weighs almost nothing and can easily be carried off by the wind. In order for me to get the soda crackers over the fence, I had to put a fair amount of force into my throw. If you will all remember back to high school physics, p = mv, or momentum equals mass times velocity. The ring has sufficient mass and I was throwing the crackers at a pretty good velocity. Needless to say with all the momentum the ring had it flew well over the fence and was quite a while until I heard it hit the ground with a soft thud.



As it flew off, I tried to see about where it landed and then ran inside and told Laura to get her shoes on quick. I told her that I accidentally threw "my ring" over the fence and thought it was probably lost for good. She assumed that I meant my wedding ring and started joking that if I didn't want to be married to her, all I had to do was just tell her instead of purposely losing my wedding ring. I made the mistake of saying something to the tune of "I wouldn't care as much if it was my wedding ring that went missing...it was my aggie ring that I couldn't find and it was more important than my wedding ring." Boy! That was the wrong thing to say! HAHA. After explaining that it's much more difficult to get a new aggie ring than a wedding ring, not to mention my aggie ring was at least twice as expensive, she finally grasped what I was saying.

We went out back and searched and searched and searched. I even found similarly weighted rocks and threw them from the same position so that we could see where we should concentrate our efforts. After a while, I told Laura to go inside and get online and see how much it would cost to rent a metal detector. Right as we were about to head to RadioShack to go buy one, my lovely wife found my ring. I have to admit, I was a little sad that I wouldn't be able to buy the metal detector anymore as I've always wanted one, but I was very grateful to have my ring back.