our sacred exchange

Today being National Adoption Day, we pause to give thanks for the son who completed this family circus and for those who stood along side us nearly 14 years ago…supporting us, encouraging us, holding us up especially when it was hard because, in the beginning, it was hard in so many ways. Today we celebrate our family and every other family created and completed thanks to adoption.

We look at adoption as a very sacred exchange. It was not done lightly on either side. I would dedicate my life to this child. – Jamie Lee Curtis,



Everyone in the world should get a standing ovation at least once in their life because we all overcometh the world. ~ August Pullman’s Precept, Wonder, RJ Palacio

The very best thing about today’s 7th & 8th grade awards assembly?

Hearing students and teachers loudly whooping and hollering and applauding for your son when his name is called.

The second-best thing?

At the end of the assembly when several students come up to you to say, “Hi Daniel’s mom!” One even took the time to introduce himself and shake my hand.

The third best thing?

My kid was the only one who made a point to step away after receiving his awards to come hug his mom. Parents around me were hella jealous because what 7th or 8th grader does that?…in public?

I might have gotten a little teary at today’s awards assembly. Perhaps I shouldn’t have been listening to Adele’s new album, 25, on my way to the school.


and yes, Karen, this was a good week!

not tired yet

Yesterday was World Prematurity Day and as expected, I shared one of my most favorite pictures of one of my most favorite preemies.


When he was just one pound, we would nest him using two beanie babies, two lions…and yes, I would call this Daniel in the lions den because…c’mon!

But yes, in recognition of World Prematurity Day and the mightiest, strongest humans I know, I share a picture of the strongest and mightiest one in my heart. The one who calls me Mom.


He and his lions have come so far, so very far, nearly fourteen years later.

There may come a day where he finds posing with his beanie babies that once covered his tiny, one pound body to be tiresome.


Today is not that day.



If it’s November it’s time for report cards and teachers conferences and hearing about the inappropriate things your teenaged son might have said in the classroom because teenaged boys do that sometimes.

I’m learning so much about teenaged boys that I have never known before. Somehow I think my brothers failed me on this. Then again, teenaged me wanted very little to do with them…and vice versa.

But I digress…

If it’s November it’s time for report cards and teachers conferences and hearing what teachers have to say about your son including the fact that he currently is enjoying a 3.83 GPA.

So far 7th grade life is pretty fine. 3.83 fine.