I'M SO SPECIAL!

On this four-week anniversary of my big move, I thought I'd share some things about me...
I love to stand on my tippytoes.
I love going to pick Brady (Baby) up from work.
I absolutely love brushing my teeth.
I love to rub other people's eyes and noses for them when they have an itch.
I can spot a New Brunswick flag from a mile away (boat).
I hardly ever walk, I mostly run everywhere I go.
I love having my back, feet and palms "kickled" when I'm tired.
I love giving people bites of my food.
I love crows and gulls.
I have a love for trains now that almost equals my love for boats.
I love to practice unscrewing and screwing on covers.
I have a problem with people leaving the dryer or microwave doors open.
I love to cross my feet at the ankles when I'm sitting.
I love my dog Cooper (Bauber) and I am very gentle with him.
I love going for drives to the wharves so I can see all the boats.
I love smelling the jar of Vicks Vapor Rub.
I love pretending to order pizza (pippeze) on my phone.
I love commercials with music.

I love patting the tires of the car, truck and buggys in the yard.
I am beginning to like having books read to me instead of just looking at them.
I love the feel of bread dough. It makes me laugh.
I love it when lotion is rubbed into my feet.
I'm really good at saying "please" at the right times and now I'm learning to say "thank-you".
I love standing on a chair at the counter so I can help cook.
I love pretending to cook on my own with pots, pans, a wooden spoon and especially the whisk.
I can eat and colour with either hand but I usually throw with my left (which is great in baseball I'm told).
I have tan lines on my feet from wearing my sandals and my hair is getting lighter from the sun.
I love knocking on Brady's door in the morning.
I peed outside the other day and thought it was fabulous.
I start hollering to see the lobsters (fafa) that are in the tank at the Save Easy as soon as we pull into the parking lot.
I can now crawl up onto every bed in my house.
I can now open every bedroom/bathroom door in my house.
Finally, I still love my baba at bedtime, and I am completely relaxed while I have songs and prayers and time spent telling me just how special I am to so many people.

Pics

Big Pond

Stanley's Beach

The Anchorage

Naptime

Food, Glorious Food!

Well let me start by saying, this boy loves to eat! So, I thought I'd dedicate this post to one of his favorite things to do. There's not a lot to say really, other than he's been practicing using a fork and spoon since he started his visits here but has really just caught on since the big move. There are times, though, when fingers do the trick and that's just fine!
If you've ever seen the movie, What About Bob, he's Bob when he eats. "Mmmmm, mmmmm, mmmm," (not quietly either) are his three favorite words. Oh, his second favorite word is ,"More?" He also knows the sign for this just to emphasize his point.
This boy enjoys his food, that's for sure!
Sherman had a birthday this past week and we went shopping for a helium balloon. We ended up with the ever-festive Happy Birthday bulldozer balloon. And a birthday isn't a birthday without cake.
And speaking of birthdays, we had our first invitation to a social event - a birthday party for Keely. We have very dear friends who adopted a little girl from China one year ago this month. Yesterday was her third birthday. They have a pool so we went in the water for a bit. We had a good time.

And now... Enjoy!

This would be chop suey.



Eating ham and cheese omelettes with his fork.

Sherman's bday cake. He started with a fork, then...

quickly switched to his fingers.

I know there's a few cake pictures, but he REALLY LOVED the cake!

Here's a spoon shot.

This one's entitled, "Berries for Dessert".

This is Heylin, a new little friend who does not like jam on his peanut butter sandwiches, but lucky for him, found someone who did!!!

Keely on the right, Lily on the left. Good food, good friends, a good day!

Here's a start...

I thought I'd show a few pics of what's been going on since Justice moved in on June 29. We've been to a couple of beaches and a pond, had fun at two different Canada Day events, gone swimming at the pool 3 times (I have no pics of the pool yet since its really hard to catch him coming down a slide and snap a picture), been to 2 parks, had many rides in the stroller and visited with a couple of friends. We've been busy and happy and sleeping great at night.
Funny, I remember Sherman telling me several times last summer that I hadn't been anywhere in days - Brady was pretty independant and had a scooter to get to and from work, friend's houses etc. This summer, though, I'm on the move.
We've been enjoying eating our breakfast on the swing in the mornings, my first breakfast, his second. He eats when he gets up, then shares mine when I eat :) I take my coffee out, he takes his sippy cup. We rock and listen to the birds and eat. It's special.
His asthma and eczema have been good. I have been switching him over to almond milk in his nightly bottle though. A couple of weeks before Justice moved in, his eczema was quite bad. I read that cow's milk can be a problem, and also with asthma. I don't know if the almond milk is making a difference or not but he seems to like it so we'll go with that for a while anyway.
He is completely obsessed with boats and Brady. He hollers every time he sees a boat and literally jumps up and down when he sees Brady come home from work. Anyway, this is just a tidbit. Life is different and life is good.

Justice loves looking at his books.

Our first visit to the beach - he was bit skeptical of the wet sand at first but he did make new friends (our next-door neighbours).

He loves the stroller and these sunglasses - I guess that's pretty obvious!

I Pray...

I want to begin this first post by explaining the title of my blog.


For those of us blessed enough to know Justice, life has changed. We are all now experiencing "a different kind of normal". Some of us are welcoming this new normal, some are not. Some of us are rejoicing in it, and for some it has brought heartache.
Though our normal is now different, we all have something in common: we want a joyful life for a precious boy. I hope that this blog can be a celebration, despite our differences, of just such a thing.
I also want to say that in Isaiah 61 (the address of my blog), it says that Jesus was sent to bind up the brokenhearted. I pray that this too, will be a reality for those who find themselves with broken hearts while trying to adjust to this different kind of normal.
I pray for peace. I pray for hope. I pray for joy. I pray...