Keeping Up Appearances

Our close friends, group 2091, and close family know different parts of how difficult this week has been.
The ugly, the difficult, the frustrating, the lonely.

And most people want to hear about our wonderful experience or (in their view) how we "saved" a child from an orphanage.  Most people want to hear the good news.  And most people hear it.

But we aren't heros.
We are just two tired people, trying to get through the days.

Yet, the past two afternoons, as our kids played happily together, as Joseph giggled and branched out even more and Abigail didn't burst into sobs and accuse us of playing favorites where she was the losing party, we were 2 very happy parents.

*deep breath*

It is all going to be great.
But it is going to be a hell of a long summer.

2 sibs, playing in a box

We left them alone for about 20 minutes today behind closed doors.
We heard no screams so assumed everything was going well.
When we checked on them, Abigail said "I am such a good
big sister.  I watched him and played with him and I even
wiped his runny nose and put it [the tissue] in the garbage can."

Part of our challenges this week is that
the little guy is sick AND had a reaction to
his MMR vaccine he got last week.
He just couldn't get comfortable last night.
(5 hours of sleep for him, 3 for Larry as a result)