Every day we are a little smoother in our process, whether that is homeschool or physical therapies or unpacking the house.
Every day we are a little more nested, and a little more home.
It’s more than just hanging pictures.
It’s years ago, in a blessing after a miscarriage, when we were told the means for adoption would be provided.
Except we didn’t have hundreds of thousands of dollars for fancy international adoptions or infant domestic competitions.
And we were already committed to fostering.
But Alex and Anber came almost first, which meant Kyrie was with them even if not yet.
And instead of traveling to China, or some exotic place, we got a miracle house in Bartlesville. It wasn’t far, but it was across county lines. It wasn’t long, but it was long enough to gather the other half of our children.
And now we are home again, on the other side of that wilderness, all of us breathing a sigh of relief.
We are covenant keeping, despite our weakness and challenges, despite the difficulties of mortality and the limitations on our time, energy, and resources. Do we have a set curriculum for the children? Yes, but we also study scriptures every morning together. Are we teaching art and piano and violin and fluency and typing and dance to the children? Yes, but my favorite is curling with them in my giant chair and reading aloud to them. Do we still get playtime and go for walks and spend mornings at the park? Yes, but my favorite is cozying home again at the end of the day, loving on my barely-still-littles, and cooking together before family home evening – which was on Tuesday this week, instead of Monday, because of my work schedule.
Kyrie gave the lesson for the first time! She wanted to talk about crying and being happy, so we sang the turn-your-frown-upside-down song and talked about happiness coming from covenant keeping. We also talked about feelings being ok, even sad or mad, but practicing expressing them effectively. She chose a movie for the big kids because that makes them happy, and chose to go to bed early because that makes Papa happy! It was so funny!
But here we are, a miracle, the lot of us, and learning together. We are trying. Some days, Alex said, it just feels like everything is peeing oil on you (like in the old Herbie movies). But when that happens, you just keep on skating. You can wash your hands and face later. But before dinner, or you will be hungry.
Good days, you guys. We are having good days, just like we were promised. Everyone is blossoming here, and I am so grateful!