First Snow

I've been a slacker blogger lately. I don't know why. I guess nothing monumental has happened since post #99! We had a short, impromptu photo shoot today when Sam got out of the car after preschool and starting dancing around in the front yard because he was so excited about the snow. Thank goodness I have a great boss who understands the importance of these moments. We were talking about a major project on the phone, and I kept talking while going out in the front yard to take pictures. He has four kids and never gets snow where he lives, so he understood why it was so necessary to multitask at that moment!

We've had kind of a slow start to the New Year, but it's certainly getting busy quickly. The travel has commenced and Sam finds plenty to keep busy. I'm excited to be signing him up for what I call "Soccer Lite." He'll start in March with a tots soccer program that's noncompetitive and essentially consists of a bunch of preschoolers playing any game that might involve a black and white ball. I see it as a good way to run some energy out of my totally wound-up child.

Our homestudy should be in Korea by now. That means we now begin the really agonizing wait of knowing that we're on "the list," but having absolutely no idea when a referral might come. A friend from work did point out that our child's birth mother must already be carrying our child by now. That's bittersweet in the truest sense of the world. I know that we'll have a new baby soon, but this must be such an incredibly hard time for the birthmom. I just can't imagine having to make the decisions she's making. I hope she feels in her heart that someone will give her child a good and loving home. I still think about Sam's birthmother all the time and feel so sad that she can't see what an amazing little person he is.

In lighter news, Sam has joined the near-constant political discussion in our house. Rob and I have been a couple for 17 years now, but this is the first time we agree on a candidate! It's fun... We do talk about every aspect of the campaign quite a bit, and Sam is starting to feel left out. The other day, he came into the kitchen and wanted to know what we were talking about. When we replied, "presidential politics," he was still interested in playing along. So... I asked him which of the candidates on the front page of the paper he thought should be president. He thought about it, stroked his chin and said "Her," pointing to a picture of Hillary Clinton.

"So you're a Hillary fan. Why do you think she should be president?" I asked.

"Because she's a girl," he said.

"Why should a girl be president?" says Mommy.

"Because Mommies are girls," says Sam.

Good answer!

The sentiment only lasted so long, though. The next day, on the way to school, he pipes up that he wants "Daddy to be president today."

I guess I really should have gotten him on video shouting "Go, Obama!" this summer while I had the chance.