Go Chargers!

For those of you who don't know, the Chargers beat the Colts today in a game that no one in sports broadcasting predicted they would win - in fact they were 8 point underdogs! I am so happy!!!

No news on the home study front - we're plugging along on our questions and still waiting for copies of birth certificates and stuff. Stefan is leveling the floor upstairs and framing. Hopefully the new window will be in next week and they can work on the electrical.

Bridget is definitely her mother's daughter - she loves tea! In fact, when she sees something that she wants she just says "tea! tea! tea!" over and over until she gets it. It works well if she actually just wants a drink of my tea, but when it means "that cookie in the cupboard up there" it can be a little frustrating (on both of our parts). Especially since she can say "cookie" perfectly.

Aidan has taken it upon himself to tell people about our adoption and it's always entertaining to see what he says. He informed some people in Chapters that we were all going to fly to Ethiopia to fill out a bunch of papers and then when we came home we would get a baby. He later told Cynthia (Chapters employee) that Ethiopia was in California and then when I corrected him and said that Ethiopia was a country and that it was on a continent called Africa he confidently said, "oh I'm so silly! California is a state so it's in the country of Ethiopia!" He tells people that he thinks his new brother will really like him and if he doesn't, Aidan will just tickle him until he laughs!

It's so amazing to watch children respond to an idea like poverty or sickness. We were reading a book about Ethiopia the other night and though it was mostly about the history and landscape and culture, on the last page there was a picture of a starving baby and it's mother. Aidan physically pulled back and said, "what is wrong with that baby?" I told him that in Ethiopia many people didn't have enough food and that was one of the reasons there were so many children who needed homes. He got very quiet and when I looked over at him he had tears rolling down his cheeks. He asked, "why don't we just all give them our food?" Why indeed? Since then he has taken to setting up a "shop" by pulling couch cushions together to make a counter and apparently his "shop" hands out food to people who need it. Unfortunately, these needy people are probably not going to get any vegetables.