Fortune Cookie

After eating at Formosa tonight, we opened our fortune cookies in the car.  Cheng-Yu opened his, pulled out the tiny piece of paper and said, "Mine says, Dear Jesus...thank you uh Jackson and Ben."  

From One Mother to Another...Happy Mother's Day

Another Mother

God chose her knowing she would choose me.

I trusted Him so she trusted me.

Through one mother to another mother,

God gave you to me.

And for always, I pray for another mother

who knew you before me.

by: Robin Coffman

From one mother to another...Happy Mother's Day

 

No Thanks, Mommy!

It is amazing to see how much your children change each day in the early years.  Today, I asked Cheng-Yu if he was ready for his nap and his response was, "No thanks, Mommy".  He said it in the sweetest, honest way.  His expressive language is really coming along.  A few days ago, he clearly said "YES" instead of "SES" for the first time.  Within the last week he has expanded some  phrases to complete sentences.  Like saying, "Get up, Momma!" instead of "Up, Momma."  And about a week ago, he started calling me Mom with a big emphasis on the last "m".  These are just an example of some little things I want to remember.

Mo Pray-us Peas, Momma

Shortly after I finished saying a night time prayer with Cheng-Yu tonight, he says..."Mo Pray-us peas, Momma".  I began to pray again, thanking God for our many blessings...naming them one by one.  AMEN.  Then once again, I hear him say, "Mo pray-us peas, Momma".  This time, I really poured my heart out praying for his birth country, birthparents and asking for God's guidance in very specific situations in our lives....once again, naming them one by one.  AMEN.  And yes, once again I hear the sweetest little voice.  "Pray-us again, Momma!"  At this point, about 45 minutes had passed and I needed a bathroom break.  After my short break, I returned to pray another really long prayer.  At one point I felt myself drifting off to sleep and realizing I was thanking Jesus for my backpack.  Each time I would stop praying...or fall asleep, I would hear that sweet voice...."Mo pray-us peas, Momma", until he finally drifted off to sleep himself.  

Some might think I was being manipulated by a 2 year old!  But for me, I believe that sweet voice had another whisperer.  I can't remember the last time I prayed for over an hour.  It was about time:) 

Magic of Santa....Miracle of Jesus

Christmas Eve...Christmas Day

I am like a little kid again.  It is 3am & I find myself too anxious to sleep. I can hardly wait to see the look on your face when you discover that Santa HAS visited our house & he did bring you all the trains you have been waiting for...and more.  I love the way you want to fall asleep with your little wooden trains in your hands.  Just as you fell asleep tonight, I heard a tiny clink made by the trains as they slipped out of your grip.  I knew then, it was about time for Santa to arrive.  I hope you always experience the magic and joy of Santa each year at this time.  But my biggest wish is that you will experience the miracle and joy of Jesus in your heart EVERY day of the year.

Don't want to forget

Momma, hoad ne...hoad ne.

Dare it is!

I did it!

criquit (cricket)...shhh

Wawee (Wallee)

Fall Break

We spent the week in Sandestin and truly had a wonderful time.  The resort was fabulous and the so was the weather...ALL week long.
Superman!!!!

AND..."the halloween costume".  He screams when we put it on him.  Of course, I thought it would be so cute to get a picture of him as a shark on the beach.  He didn't appreciate my idea, nor did he cooperate.