Thursday, March 26, 2009

Regarding B'day Party -- The Pics are Only Posted b/c Kourtney Sent Them to Me Via Email. I'm Working on Getting Other Pics to the Computer Soon.

It was small. Three little girls invited -- daughters of 2 single moms (like me) and the adored neighbor down the street. That's it.

Emily has had such a constant inflow of toys and gifts since arriving from China that I decided to keep it simple this year. I do not want her to be overwhelmed with an abundance of "things" that she will not appreciate; however, I did want her to celebrate and understand how very special she is. Celebrate we did.

Focus was on BOOKS, BOOKS, BOOKS...and fun learning activities -- puzzles, playdoh, songs on dvd, first know -- the whole shmear. Super, duper gifts!!

I have a future post on the treasured book sent to Emily from Myah - her China sister. OMG. Tears flowed from my eyes. Rina says that's what I get for using cheap mascara. The Tammy Faye of Florida must give me her insider secrets soon.

Another writing will be about a very special doll Emily has received from someone she's never even met.

Folks at the Party - Too fun with you there. So glad you could all get weekend passes out of rehab to join the fall-dee-rah. I lie. Only kidding.

Thanks tons to Christy who took the time to fly down for the b'day event. You're wonderful.

Relatives in Texas - Thank you for the magnificent visit, the gifts, the love.

Brothers in Florida - She loved your cards. Keep that cash comin'!! Ha.

Nanny Carol - As're the BEST! (Or as Emily calls her, "Nanny Carol. Nanny Carol." She rarely says the name once. Peat and Re-Peat!!)

More to come. Gotta keep writing/revising my thesis which is quite time consuming. Busy times for both students in our home.

Happy Spring.

Pint Size Princesses Posing Perfectly for Paparrazzi Parent with a Propensity for the Letter "P".

Birthday Girl Breaks for a Call from One of Her Fans.

Bunny Ears for PLAY Only. Not a Future Indicator of Emily's Professional Pursuits.

Appliqued Pillowcases for Each Princess - Courtesy of Ayi KK and Her Klan. Can You BEE-LEEVE How Happy the Girls Were to Get These?

Thank You Marlene for the Beautiful Castle Cake!! The 2,700 Calories Per Slice Wedges of Wonder Were Enjoyed by All.

Monday, March 16, 2009

First Time Flyin' a Kite. First Time to See a Beach. Happy Birthday Miss Em!!

Yellow Rose of Texas. She's in God's Country Now.

Birthday Party Bash

Krispy Kreme Kid

Happy Birthday Emily. It's YOUR day!!

Howdy to all. Yep. We're on Spring Break and have just come to my cousin's island home from Padre Island in Corpus Christi, Texas. Got relatives down this way. Interpret that as: Free place to stay - meals provided. Kidding. AND great interaction with the new kid on the block.

Gosh I marvel that I type sentence fragments and actually enjoy doing so.

The Divine Miss Em celebrated with a little b'day party at the house last Friday night. Ayi Christy came in from Oklahoma City to partake of the fanfare. She's the one who braved the China trip with Emily and me. A fun time was had by all.

Anyhoo...we're here with the kinfolk so they can meet Emily. Dear sweet Danette is going to post some pictures. I love personal interventions. Golly.

We celebrate this day -- the one where angels kissed her goodbye from heaven and sent her earthward. We're sure glad they did!!

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Sweet Potatoes and Krispy Kreme Doughnuts. It's the South's Finest Hour.

Seems like all my enriching, learning experiences for Emily - as of late - deal with food. Why am I not surprised. I am a big fan of the stuff, but I need to branch out a little so that I do NOT branch out any more myself. The other day I was walking. I felt something tapping me on the back of my knees. I thought it was a child nudging up against me. It was my thighs hangin' low. Oh. Not good.

A few weeks back we stopped on the side of the road -- at a busy intersection -- for Emily to pick out her very own sweet potatoes from the back of a vendor's truck. Now - do NOT get the idea this is the major way we distribute produce down south. It is generally in a cooled, climate controlled area of some grocery story, BUT we still carry on some of the old timely traditions like this. Go figure. I love it.

The country gentleman let Emily climb into the back of his truck and onto the mountain of sweet taters. She says she likes "orange ones - not white ones". She does, however, like French Fries. She calls them Srench Sries. I bought way too many orange potatoes b/c I hated to buy just one. You know that feeling. You feel sorta obligated. Anyhoo, the fella told me to boil them up and freeze them in their skins. They'd thaw out and taste as fresh as ever. He was right. Yes. I took pictures. No I can't put them on today.

THEN on a later day I thought, Hmmmm. Does Emily need to learn the word "bakery" - what it is, what goes on inside, etc.?? We did a pre-visit one afternoon w/tasting test, discussion, etc. and planned to come back the next morning for a big old muffin. Didn't happen quite that way. Ended up stopping by after school and getting a brownie. Ok. I tried. She knows what a bakery is, though. And she loves chocolate.

Of course, I remembered how delightful it was for me to visit a vintage Krispy Kreme doughnut shop (in another state) when I was a little girl. The baking area is all glass and folks can watch the doughnuts go from batter -- all the way through the cooking process - the dropping into grease, frying, flipping over, coating with icing, cooling, boxing. Oh my. It's too much fun on a conveyor line. So we went to the local Krispy Kreme shop for Emily to experience this. The lady there gave us both a free, hot doughnut. I thought it was b/c she thought we were cute. Then I realized she was giving EVERYone a free munchie. Oh well. So much for delusional thinking.

Em and I talked about the whole process of what it took to get the doughnuts made. Great hands-on/visual learning -- all for the price of 763 fat grams. Well worth it.

We worked at the group home again this past weekend. Emily relished making pancakes for all the girls. You know, dump, stir, whip up, spoon out. She announced to us all that she's been making pancakes since she was a little girl. The she glanced proudly around the room to see what others thought of her expertise.

I was like - "Oh. Uh huh."

She was sitting up on a stool and held out her arm out down low to show a height of when she was in shorter. She started making pancakes last October after arriving in the U.S. She IS telling the truth.

Ooops. Gotta run. Children's Choir is over and I've got a real baker on my hands to go fetch. Later.

Oh yeah...Ayi Christy -- who went w/me to China -- is arriving in town tomorrow (Thursday) to celebrate Miss Em's b'day. What a reunion that will be.

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Aren't Those the Cutest Little Tootsies??

Thrilled for Bree - Meizhou Sister Number Three!

Bree is Emily and Myah's other Meizhou sister. They were all adopted from the same orphanage in Meizhou ("May Joe") -- China, and as I've stated in recent blogs postings...all within a 3 week period of each other. Bree's plane left a runway in China headed stateside the day mine left a runway here in the U.S. headed there. Shucks. Just missed them. Bree's and Myah's families had the opportunity to cross paths & meet while in the Motherland. I was Johnny Come Lately. Dawg gone it.

Anyhoo, Bree was born with bilateral club feet. Her parents, Tracy and Doug, AND their two other wonderful daughters have been helping Bree as she's had castings, surgeries, physical therapy, tons of doctor's name it. The little angel has endured it in order to repair her feet/legs.

I am thrilled beyond words. When I went to post a comment on Bree's blog, all I could think of was these famous words by Dr. Seuss in his wonderful book:

Oh, the Places You'll Go

Today is your day.
You're off to Great Places!
You're off and away!
You have brains in your head.
You have feet in your shoes.
You can steer yourself any direction you choose.
You're on your own.
And you know what you know.
And YOU are the guy who'll decide where to go.
You'll be on your way up!
You'll be seeing great sights!
You'll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.
And will you succeed?
You will, indeed!
(98 and 3 / 4 percent guaranteed.)
You're off to Great Places!
Today is your day!
Your mountain is waiting.
So...get on your way!"

Hop on over to Tracy's blog and read what she's got to say about the wonderful news in Bree-Land!!
Yep. Congratulations Sweet Bree. You ARE on your way!

Monday, March 2, 2009

Hospital Visit and the Effects of Sweet Tea...Giggles, Tinkling, and Not Getting to Sleep On Time. All WORTH IT!!

Emily in Jeff-fu's Hospital Room. He Entertained Her with His Breathing Treatment Kit. Pretty Fun!!

"I'd Like to Thank the Academy..."

Well. Emily's not quite ready for that YET, BUT she did sing in front of the whole church yesterday morning. She was with her children's choir, and they sang in both church services. A gazillion people watching. Televised. As my Jewish-raised friend calls this church "Six Flags Over Jesus." She's joking.


Anyhoo, it was a momentous occasion because...speaking of was 6 months ago to the very day that I met Miss Em. Up a squeaky elevator - in a hot government office in Guangdong, People's Republic of China. That day -- she cried. Yesterday -- I cried. Her kindergarten teacher came and watched her perform - along with Nanny Carol & Marlene. Other than the whispy cowlick that kept bobbing about in the back of her head, I thought she was just perfect!!

"We" worked at the girls group home (for mentally challenged) this past weekend. This has been a part time job of mine for about 14 years. I worked at the guys group home for the first five years. My mother would tell folks, "I'm the only mother in town whose daughter sleeps with 7 men in one weekend and I'm NOT concerned." Laugh. It's a joke.

When I took out the suitcase to pack to go stay at the group home for the weekend, Emily saw the tags on the suitcase and said that was the suitcase we used for China. They were Southwest Airlines tags. I don't think they fly past L.A. She's not usually wrong about that kinda stuff, but she was that day.

Emily has a blast coming to the group home with me. She gets her best kindergarten mojo on and starts telling the "girls" (young to older adults), "Line up. Hold hands." when we cross the street or parking lot. Sorta funny. I don't let her be too bossy, but she loves 'fixin' the plates with food, counting out the hot dogs, etc.

One of the residents, Marcie, said, "She sure learned how to play fast!" Yup. She's good at it.

She also got a little whiny out there. I guess she was tapping into some drama. She was walking down the long hall after having finished her bath and washing her hair. (I read to her while she's in the tub.) Well, I was ahead of her and looked back to say, "Emily - go back and get your towel and wash cloth."

You'd a thought she had to trek to Nepal to get there. She gave her best pitiful voice and said, "I caaaaaaaaaan't. My hair's wet." Like...what does THAT have to do with the price of eggs???!!! She can work a few funny attitudes. Trust me.

Recently she wanted some gum from my purse. I told her, "You may get a 1/2 piece of gum." She did BUT wasn't overly thrilled.
Her reply, "Mommy. I can't chew a little gum. I like whole thing."
So I said, "Well then...take the 1/2 out and throw it away."
She looked at me like I had 2 heads.

And mercy. For a child who endured unbelievable earaches with not even a whimper, if you put her panties on and pop that elastic just a tad too hard....awwwwwww. She will get pitiful and let you know, "that too hard". BTDT.

But, this is my daughter whom I met 6 months ago -- that day she was a nervous, jittery little girl wondering what all was happening. She took candy from me, gifts, and did as commanded by the nannies. Then when time to go, bless her heart. She totally broke down begging, pleading for the orphanage staff NOT to leave her, not to make her go with me. I felt sorry for her then but now...knowing her hurts even more to realize the emotions she HAD to endure to get to the place where she is today. I cannot fathom how difficult it must've been for her during those many hours/days of transition from the life she'd known to a new life with me, a complete stranger.

Yesterday, she sang her heart out and followed the choir director's promptings to all the children to "sing and smile". She was happy and in her prime with an audience who loves her. The words to the song are:
"Gonna catch it all.
Take it for a ride.
Who knows what's waiting on the other side....
This is the day that the Lord hath made.
I will rejoice and be glad in it.
This is the day!"

I hope what was waiting on the other side of September 1, 2008 has been all she could ever dream of.
It has been for me.