I’m really behind on my posts again. I sometimes wonder if I should bother posting old events, but I figure the girls will appreciate seeing them if they ever read this blog in the future.
I forgot to take photos for a few days so these do not represent all the remaining days after Day 13. I think there were a few days when she didn’t move at all. Perhaps she was getting homesick.
Day 24 – We discovered what Rosie did later on Christmas day. Mischievous Rosie.
Now I know what Peanut will look like glasses on. Hehe…
Is it me or does Soso look awfully young in this photo? What a difference from 2nd grade, which doesn’t seem all that long ago.
Here is the “traditional” Christmas Day photo. This was the only decent shot, after multiple attempts where Peanut kept sticking out her tongue. I was so annoyed and the photo shows it, right?
D and I have been married for 13 years! I was hoping to find a more recent photo of us to post here, but I was too tired to look for them on the computer.
So, here’s a photo from Soso’s Holy Communion last year… yeah, that’s how far back I had to go on my Flickr account for a photo of the two of us. And even then, it’s not just the two of us! So sad…
I just realized our anniversary celebration is always going to be preempted by Punk’s birthday. Perhaps we’ll get to go for dinner on our 15th… oh yeah, that’s when she’ll turn the big FIVE. And our 20th will be her 10th birthday. Oh, we’re just screwed, aren’t we?
This photo was taken almost a week after we came home, but I always think of this photo as the “homecoming” photo. D and Peanut were walking Soso to school, an ordinary, life-as-usual activity.
I have yet to post the 2nd birthday letter to Peanut. Or the 8th birthday letter for Soso for that matter and her birthday was in March. But, I have to post about today because in many ways, this is THE milestone I’ve been waiting for seemingly an eternity. The milestone, that at times (many, many time) I thought and we would never reach.
I can’t believe we’re a year home, a year of this family of four, a year of this crazy hectic life of ours. A year of little, tiny, microscopic steps forwards where now I can finally see the big progress. Thank God. Seriously. We have progress! As whiny and annoying as Peanut can be, how much we love her. How much she makes us laugh as we shake our heads at the same time. How much she fills us with the subtle joy that comes with hard work. Progress in deed. Happy, happiest anniversary of them all, one year home with Peanut.