It seems to me that every time I say NEVER, I eat those words rather quickly. When Michael was little, I said we were lucky as he really NEVER spilled his drinks. I think he spilled every glass of milk for the next six months. Of course I had not clue about that then, so I said we were lucky he NEVER wet his bed, that he potty trained almost over night. Well, he went on to wet the bed for months. Next it went on that Michael NEVER bit a child...yeppers you got it, he started biting. Merrill asked me then to stop saying NEVER.
Well, I am a rather slow learner. About 11 or 12 years ago I said we would NEVER adopt another girl, unless of course God delivered her on the door step with the adoption certificate signed....never underestimate the humor from above, before you knew it, We had LisaMarie and the rest is history.
So, why am I writing about this. Well, let me tell you. We were 50 and 52 years old when we were gifted with Maverick. Who would have thought that Merrill and I would get to adopt a baby at that stage in our lives. He has brought us so much joy. He is funny, full of life, as stubborn as the day is long, loving, adventurous, and as his name stated, furiously independent. Really, there is no way to better end this adoption run that with a child like Maverick. Well, lets just say that you are too tired after adopting a child like Maverick :o)
So, for the past year I have cleared out the baby things. All clothes smaller than Maverick...gone. Baby toys....gone. Baby blankets.....gone. Baby towels....gone. Anything that says infant....gone. More room, more freedom, more time on my hands. It is all good :o)
Well, I am a rather slow learner. About 11 or 12 years ago I said we would NEVER adopt another girl, unless of course God delivered her on the door step with the adoption certificate signed....never underestimate the humor from above, before you knew it, We had LisaMarie and the rest is history.
So, why am I writing about this. Well, let me tell you. We were 50 and 52 years old when we were gifted with Maverick. Who would have thought that Merrill and I would get to adopt a baby at that stage in our lives. He has brought us so much joy. He is funny, full of life, as stubborn as the day is long, loving, adventurous, and as his name stated, furiously independent. Really, there is no way to better end this adoption run that with a child like Maverick. Well, lets just say that you are too tired after adopting a child like Maverick :o)
So, for the past year I have cleared out the baby things. All clothes smaller than Maverick...gone. Baby toys....gone. Baby blankets.....gone. Baby towels....gone. Anything that says infant....gone. More room, more freedom, more time on my hands. It is all good :o)
I have told everyone I know that we NEVER adopt another baby. Yes, we would more than likely adopt again, just not a baby. There is that word again...NEVER
Now, let me introduce to you the youngest member of our family.....MONTANA
Montana is two weeks old and he is working hard to get to come home. His entire family is so excited about getting him home. About the biggest hurdle he will face once home is that MacGyver thinks his name is one word..."HannahMontana"...LOL We will keep working on that. So now this Mom is busy getting baby things again. Blankets, sleepers, towels...everything that says infant.
In the mean time your prayers are, as always appreciated. Montana has a lot of medical things he must go through and he will need this family to help him every step of the way. We know that we can count on you.
Love to all
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Congratulations!
Much love to you and your lovely family.... ♥
All our love, Karin, Mark and Alex
Congratulations!