Dh & I now have some decisions to pray about regarding the age of the child we're adopting.
Thanks for praying...keep it up!
Since we had to fast for 12 hours before our appointments we were very hungry so we took the kids out to IHOP for breakfast!
The Good: It was YUMMY and dd/6 kept saying, "This is the BEST day of my life!"
The Bad: I messed up the girls order so instead of face pancakes with strawberries & bananas, they ended up with face pancakes loaded with whip cream, chocolate chips and candied cherries.
The Ugly: The mess on dd/4's face when we were done.
The Good: It was less expensive than we thought it would be because the movie started BEFORE noon.
The Bad: I think a dark theatre might not have been the best choice for dh & myself after getting up at 5 a.m.
The Ugly: Those Cheese Curls! (you'll have to see the movie to know what I'm talking about)
Then we came home so dh could work and I could help ds/8 pack for his first camp experience. After dinner, we all took him up to the campground.

"I'm not too sure about this you guys..." B, M & Me in 1975 or 76
M, Me & B in 1989 at B's wedding. I think this is the last photo we've had of the 3 of us. Like my big hair? LOL
From the time I was very little, I idolized my big brothers. When dh & I were pregnant w/ our first child, I was really hoping it would be a boy. That way...he could be a big brother some day. Everyone should have at least one big brother. They tease you, they tickle you, they give you a black eye (accidently, of course)... They look out for you even when they pretend that they don't. My big brothers were, in my eyes, the essence of cool, popular and wise. One gave me a ride to jazz band on the back of his Harley, making me feel pretty "cool & special" myself. The other helped me through that first school dance with sound advice: "Tell Mom & Dad you don't care if they chaperone, they'll never do it anyway...they can't stand the music." They're a window into the childhood I don't remember... sharing stories from when I was a preschooler or younger. We laugh together as we share memories of family vacations, ski trips, water-skiing, Mom's delicious Thanksgiving dinner... Dad dressing up like Santa Claus. Even though we aren't all together very often, they'll always be special to me because they're my big brothers!
Here's a shot of a few of the "finished products" before we cut them out.