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!

Monday, March 29, 2010

Project Complete

All finished! We had been putting this off but it needed to get done. My parents are coming into town next weekend and they have no room to sleep. The main guest bedroom is a disaster right now;) Daniel has a lot of stuff and he keeps everything in the guest bedroom. It was driving me nuts and so I decided to go through everything for him and organize it. Everything was just thrown together in the closet. So this week I will be working on that room and organizing everything into their own container and then storing it in our closest. That way our guest will actually be able to use the closet!



So I had been putting this off because these shelves were not easy to paint. And I kept forgetting to buy paint every time I went to walmart. Well when you buy spray paint, they always have to ask you for I.D. The first girl didn't ask me (I guess I don't look like someone who would abuse spray paint) but I figured I would ask her how old she thought I was. She said 16! Yikes....that is over a decade off! The second time I went to go buy paint the cashier thought I was 22. At least she was only 5 years off. I honestly don't mind at all that I look a lot younger than I am. But in high school, I hated it. When I would go out to eat with my parents, they would ask if I wanted a kids menu. You know the kind that are given to kids for age 12 and under. I would get so upset about it and then my dad would always tease me. I love it now...especially when I have someone come to my house and ask if my parents are home. I just laugh!
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