Saturday, August 23, 2008

More Fishing and Barbies Dropping from the Sky!

Fishing conversation going on:
Mommy-O: When I poke the seenake (worm Akins calls it a snake and says it funny) does it poop on me?
Akins: No
Grandma: Do you poke the seenake?
Akins: No
Grandma: Why not?
Akins: I don't like it. I don't want the seenake to poop on me.

During the reunion as everyone packed up and left Sharon's girls came up missing a Barbie. Sharon was like "h well don't worry about it, cheaper to buy a new one then for you to ship it to us". So, the reunion was what, four weekends ago? Today out of no where we walk out and there is a Barbie laying under the Magnolia tree next to the pool. So the question becomes where has the Barbie been all this time?
Theory # 1 - One of the dogs found it in the yard and carried it up by the pool and dropped it.
Theory # 2 - One of the kids stuffed it into the Magnolia tree and the morning heavy rain made it fall out onto the ground.

Anyone - got any others or want to take bets on the two above?

Akins was just happy to find out that he gets to keep the Barbie and now wants stuff to fix and brush her hair and well she is lacking any clothes so those too are much needed. He also was quite intrigued with the fact that if you put her in the water and squish her face she makes funny noises out her nose. Boys will be boys!

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

One Year Post Placement - Check

The post placement study required at 12 months came in the mail today. So, the final requirement for the AFAA adoption agency is complete. Now, annually I personally will file a report for the African government in support of the continuation of African adoptions to American families.

I have but one final task (well besides, baths, stories, school work, dating, cars, sports for the next 15 years and then through college and marriage, grandchildren or grandpets, etc. you get the picture)getting a U.S. Passport so we can travel. I have the docs printed out and completed I just need to make it to the Post Office in Tulsa at some point to apply. Akins has to be present so I have to plan around day care. To ensure this in fact does happen I planned a vacation that requires a passport. That should make sure I get this final task done and then we can just focus on parenting.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

One year later still many firsts....

On August 16, 2007 Junior Babyboy Smith was processed through immigration in Chicago as the newest American citizen. A year later we still have opportunities to have first experiences. This weekend it was fishing. On Saturday we headed off to Academy for fishing poles. I have not fished in decades nor has Lorea. I have an issue with hurting animals, that includes worms and fish, but I will lay it down for the entertainment of this young boy. After practising for a while with the new Scooby Doo pole in the pool we were ready, all we needed were some night crawlers. Sunday, Akins awoke at 6:30am and came into to the bedroom fully dressed including boating shoes and says "Mommy-O, I am ready". Gosh, I wish Monday through Friday was that easy. So, after checking out boat rentals with no luck we went off to some urban lakes. In total we visited three and caught a whole lot of nothing. The fish were smarter than us today, but for Akins you would have thought we caught millions. Following are some photos of the days event and below are some of the funny comments that also came.

After about 50 questions of Mommy-O, what is .... (fill in almost anything and you will get the picture) Lorea jumped in to try and save me.

Lorea: "Honey Mommy doesn't know everything".
Akins: "Yes she do, she knows blue, and red and green and abc and jki"!
Well, that about sums it up!

In between lakes we stopped for lunch and ended up chatting briefly with some women who invited us to their church where there just happens to be some Liberians (so maybe we will go, anyway that will probably be another post). Since we had just discussed church the following occurred.

Akins: "Mommy, is that a church"?
Mommy: "Uh, no honey that is really not a church."
Akins: "Oh, what's that called"?
Mommy: "Hooters".