Signed, Sealed, Delivered!

He's ours!
Although he's could never feel more like ours than he did since August 18th when he was first placed in our arms but it's nice to have all of the legalities out of the way!

Gabe, Monkey's and a Garage Sale

Another trip to the doctor but this time it was for a 'good' reason: Gabe's 9 month well visit!! Gabe now weighs 22lbs 1oz and 29.5 inches long! However, if he's 29.5 inches long he shrunk an inch from his neurology visit in April. So, I measured Gabe at home and he willingly stretched out for me and according to my measurements is 32 inches long. According to Dr. Miller, at 29.5 inches he's in the 85th percentile for height, so at 32 inches... well, we'll just say he's one long baby! In case you're wondering he's in the 70th percentile for weight... I knew he was losing some of his juiciness.


To be honest, it's a bit irritating that the nurse would input an incorrect measurement into the computer, although Gabe was being pretty difficult to stretch out - that silly boy! And while he didn't want to be stretched out he was quite the champ when it came to his shot. Gabe didn't even flinch, just kept smiling at his Mama!


Earlier this week Gabe and his two favorite ladies found a new game to play:

3 Little Monkey's Jumping on the Bed!

London and Waverly jumped on their own while Daddy helped Gabe! Gabe loved the jumping but especially loved when one of the girls would fall down! Good times with some of the cutest kids ever!

And now about our garage sale: as Gabe's adoption is finalized (tomorrow) we are following our hearts and our Father and saying 'yes.' Yes to the call to adopt, yes to following our father's desire and care for the orphans and yes to adding to our family giving us more children to love and Gabe a sibling (or siblings) to grow up with! Last year before we knew Gabe was joining us we were planning a garage sale to raise money for our adoption process. Back then we were planning on adopting from Ethiopia and that is where our hearts still lay. So we're beginning again and staring with a garage sale!

So if you live in the area and have 'stuff' you'd like to donate, just let me know. And keep June 25 - 26 open to come to our garage sale. Because it's not going to just be our junk! As we grow in our faith and passions we've found that we have a lot of stuff we don't have a lot of use for or need. And we'd rather sell it and use the money to bring our family home then have lots of things.

Here's to hoping for a successful garage sale!

Hijacked part 2

Well guys, I'm ba-ack! It took me awhile but I finally convinced Momma to give me another try at this blogging thing... I had to promise I wouldn't share too much information or talk about things like bowel movements, gas or other bodily functions (although, I agree with my Daddy cause boys should be able to talk about gross stuff).

So, here I am, handsome as always and now 9 months old. And even though I'm 9 months old, my hats say that I'm 12 months old and my clothes say that I'm 12 - 18 months old. It's kind of confusing to be so many ages all at once so I'm just going to trust my Daddy when he says I'm 9 months old.

Speaking of being 9 months old, it's only 3 months until my 1st birthday. I'm a little nervous because Momma has already started 'working' on it. I'm not sure what that means, but I think I'll follow my Daddy's lead and just let her have her way with this one. Because if it was my birthday I would prefer to just be naked (oops, was that too much information?)

Since we talked last a lot of things have changed for me. I still drink that nasty white 'milk' but also get to eat lots and lots of food! Yogurt, fruit, vegetables, oatmeal and these little rice rusks. I love it all, well except avocado's, but Momma says I'll learn to like them. Maybe she'll learn to like my 'milk' then!

Besides eating lots of new things, I'm very close to sitting up by myself - sometimes I do it and sometimes I don't. I really just get a kick out of seeing my parents so excited. Rolling over is pretty much the same thing, some days I like to do it and others I don't. Really, I just like to do my own thing, Momma says I'm stubborn like my Daddy. I think that it's less of that and more that I'm independent and free-spirited!

I love play dates now and even christened my good friend Waverly with my urine one day (too much information). I have lots of friends and love spending time with them - going to the zoo or the playground our my favorite places for play dates. And since I'm still young, I'm still really good at sharing my toys. Even when I don't want to share, they're able to walk away from me so I have to share.... hmm... maybe I should put a little more effort into crawling.

Speaking of crawling, I've added occupational therapy to my regimen of appointments and while I think Miss Danielle (occupational therapist) is as wonderful as Mrs. KC (physical therapist) - I just don't like therapy. I don't whine and cry as much because they've caught onto my game and make me keep working. And work it is, therapy days are the only days Momma can be guaranteed time to do housework as napping isn't really my style anymore. I'm more of a party guy!

Well... I'm running out of things to say, which is kind of hard to believe as I love to talk! I especially love talking at 3AM, it's the bestest time to have a conversation with Momma! But anyways, until next time.... MUAH!

XOXO, Gabe

(aka moosh-moosh, bucko or gaby-baby - yes my parents are nuts)

this to this

(fair warning... a little bit of lovey-dovey gooeyness is coming)

From this....

To this....

Life doesn't get much sweeter!

4 years ago when we were married I never could have imagined the path our life took. But I wouldn't change a thing.

4 years ago I didn't think I'd be as grateful for the hard times as well as the good times, but I am.

4 years ago I couldn't have imagined loving Matt more than I did that day. But I do.

It's hard not to love someone more than imaginable when they make you laugh through your tears, hold you together when you think you're falling apart and keep on loving you even when you make it difficult!

I am so blessed to have not only spent the past 4 years with a husband only God could have picked for me but to know that these past 4 years are only the beginning.

I'm excited (and also a bit nervous) to see where the next 4 years take us!

Happy Anniversary Matt, I love you!!!! (and now everyone says 'awe')

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