Well we broke every rule in the adoption handbook and over-stimulated, over-exerted and over-sugared our newly adopted children this weekend. But they loved it! We had a followup appointment in Little Rock on Thursday and we decided to take the school kids out of school and go as a family. Fifteen minutes before we had to leave John said Hey-you know what-Why don't I just take off work tomorrow and we'll make a little family vacation out of it. We both flew through the house throwing things in suitcases and then carried sleepy children to their carseats at the crack of dawn. All went well at the doctor, then we stopped by to see the Lorraines for about an hour or so. Thanks Lorraines for having us!
One of the things I've always loved about my husband is that he will spontaneously pull the car over to enjoy the scenery. Here he saw a riverbank of rocks and thought the kids would have fun throwing rocks in the Buffalo River.
Jude found a rock shaped like the state of Oklahoma.
Liesel found a rock with a fossil.
Hope found a rock that looks like a quartz, she said. I have no idea where she learned the word quartz but it was not from me.
Simeon only cares about rocks that make a big splash. And of course Joseph doesn't care about rocks at all. You know what he loved. And yes he did get in!
It was our first attempt at going to Silver Dollar City as a family of 9. For as "normal" as I feel, we sure get a lot of double takes and gawks and stares! One of my more sensitive children noticed it too, and we decided next year we're going to have t-shirts made that say:
"Stare if you think our family is awesome!"
Poor Zoya was too short for almost every ride.
But she can still milk the cow.....
.....and ride the Froggies with Liesel, Joseph and Ava. Over and over. And over. And over. Did I mention having a person with Down Syndrome in your family (or two) means you can bypass the long lines?
Here is a cute story. I was people watching as I love to do. This little boy innocently hollered out to his mother that he saw Santa walking by. His mortified mother shushed him but Santa stopped, knelt down, lifted his glasses and started to talk to the little boy. I was too far away to eavesdrop. I wonder what he said. How sweet is that! I couldn't resist taking a photo and was secretly hoping one of my kids would call him Santa too, just so that I could meet him! :)
Oh, and I almost forgot! On our way back through Springfield we met up with the Heflins for a late dinner of mexican food. I stole a couple of photos from her blog. As always it was great to see them. I am so crazy about little Addy! (who wanted Simeon to hold her.) :)
Oh my goodness I look like I've been traveling and hauling children around all day, while Cammie beside me looks so fresh and beautiful and youthful, ha! You shouldn't do that Cammie! Thanks ya'll for meeting us!