Last night we cooked a roast. After we were done, Brett went to scrape plates into the garbage can and says, "What's this on the floor...it looks regurgitated...like meat." I'm thinking ew Isabelle (the dog)! But then Van says, "It just hopped off my pwate. I didn't do it...it was the meat."
That's not what I'm talking about...but it is nasty...
As Van says, "Earwigs is bug-scustin' (disgusting bugs)!!!"
I can't see one of these things without being completely grossed out. The thought of having to pick one up with a wad of tp and get it to the toilet before it leaps into my ear is just enough to make me jump and scream...and I'm not really the squeamish type. I blame it all on this man...............
My brother, Trevor! His beautiful wife is excused of course.
I have believed him for about 20 years now, that these bug-scustin' bugs will crawl into your ears and gnaw your brain to bits. Do you believe?
I have known many adopted children and adoptive families throughout my time teaching. Every child deserves to feel safe and loved. Adults can create such chaos in the world of a child, but we also have the opportunity to bring security and warmth.
For families like ours that have struggled to safely and healthily create a family, my heart aches but also has hope. Our brothers and sisters are our most beloved friends...the stories we share and the relationships we have now are just wonderful. I hope for this for Van someday in some way...
We had a blast and Van loved wearing his costume. I was proud of how it turned out and loved making it for him. It feels so great to be able to make something :) We went to the UW Safe Treat and played games. Some of the costumes were a little scary but after awhile he felt more comfortable. We then went to the neighborhood up the street and Trick-or-Treated until he said, "My boooddyyyy is sooooo tired." After a piggy-back home, he was awake enough to enjoy a couple pieces of candy ;)