I had the most interesting thought in bed this morning. While snuggling with Teshe, who had crawled into bed with us at about 4am this morning, I realized something very cool about Teshome and his age. He was born in December of 2005, about the time we were matched with Bereket and Eshetu and saw their pictures for the first time. Which means he was conceived in April (or so), about the time we decided it was time for us to begin the adoption process. I had never put that timing together. He represents the amount of time we've been at this parenting thing. And for the next few days, he is the oldest boy in the house as Bereket and Eshetu are with my parents in Duluth.
In other news, I sold my camper on Saturday. Yipee! Now I ONLY own a motorhome.
And worship was fun yesterday. Here's the sermon on Acts 19:
This week, we're fitting a week's worth of work into 3 days. We're off to the great state of Iowa on Thursday! Maiden voyage of the motor home. Horray!!
And that the news from Browerville.
In other news, I sold my camper on Saturday. Yipee! Now I ONLY own a motorhome.
And worship was fun yesterday. Here's the sermon on Acts 19:
This week, we're fitting a week's worth of work into 3 days. We're off to the great state of Iowa on Thursday! Maiden voyage of the motor home. Horray!!
And that the news from Browerville.
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