Friday, March 29, 2013

Good Friday

Rob Morgan, one of our favorite preachers, wrote a great article on Huffington Post titled What if Jesus Really Did Rise. It's fantastic, and we read it to our kids over lunch today. I love, love the way they understand and learn as they grow older. We also listened to this song, and Camden melts my heart as he sings along with all of his being.

Our church has big outreach events scheduled for the weekend, but it's looking as if rain is going to take over and cancel them. I don't know how you celebrate Easter, but I love that our kids have spent the week at school learning about Easter's true meaning. I'm not sure if there's anything more precious than knowing your kiddos get Easter, what Christ did for us, and the reason we celebrate. I'm not a big tradition kind of girl, but the phrase "He is Risen" and the response "He is Risen Indeed" gets me every time.

I saw a church sign yesterday that said, "He is Risen. Woot. Woot." Seriously. It's so awful it's almost funny.

After our horrific sibling week last week, the kids have managed to bounce back and are friends again. I'd like to think it was our consistent parenting, but more likely it was just a phase that is destined to return.

This was last week. Rory thinks "let's sit down and take a quick picture" means "why don't you hug and kiss Camden." You can see how excited Camden is about it.

I managed to force coax them into smiles. I sure do love them.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Two Years Alive

Last year on my "cancerversary", we celebrated by having ice cream for breakfast. Because, as Rory puts it, "you were one year alive." Saturday, March 30, 2013 marks two years alive, and we're having ice cream again. I'd love it if you join us. You know you want to!

And this year, we have something to continue to celebrate. My CA125 was 17.3 for March. That's up a couple of points from 14 in February, but well within my stable range. I was completely worry free (and pretty darn proud of myself for that, by the way) over the last 8 days until I called the office this morning and had to wait an hour or so for answers. I came up with all sorts of reasons as to why Brandi (one of my favorites who managed to make the move to the new office) wouldn't call me back right away. Turns out she was just working hard to get answers to all of my questions before calling me back. I may have been worry free up until that point, but I had a major mini meltdown during that hour.

"You hear, O Lord, the desire of the afflicted; you encourage them, and you listen to their cry." Psalm 10:17

Busy, Busy

I've had several people emailing me worried that I've received bad news since I haven't blogged. Nothing so disastrous as that - just very, very busy. Between overnight guests, several events at the kid's school, multiple church events, and van shopping (which has turned into a full-time job this week), we've just been gone from home for the last 4-5 days.

I'm happy to say that our van shopping is finally over. We've been on the hunt since January, and I was pretty sure we were never going to find what we wanted: something older but not too old (as in 5-6 years older because of price) with low(ish) mileage, under a certain price point, and we knew 2 or 3 models that we liked and had good reputations. Thank goodness we kept looking because we finally found exactly what we wanted. It's not new, but it's new to us, in great condition and has more bells and whistles than we've ever had. (I don't even have power windows on my 2001 Grand Am if that tells you anything). The kids are especially enamored with the built-in DVD player that holds 6 discs and the power side doors. ;)

I decided to hold an experiment to see how long it would take Dr. W's office to get back with me regarding my CA125 test as well as respond about an issue I'm having, a doctor's appointment, and scheduling my next CT scan. Eight days later I'm giving in and calling them as soon as their office opens this morning. Ever since Dr. W changed offices and had to replace most of his office staff, customer service has gone way downhill. It's not the kind of service you want from someone as serious as your oncologist, but it'll have to do for now because I have extremely limited options when it comes to a gynecological oncologist in Nashville.

In the midst of crazy town that has been our life, I managed to scrap over the weekend.

Monday, March 25, 2013

Snow Day on March 25??

Our morning started out pretty much as usual. Brian was up way too early (despite this being his first day of spring break). I got up at 5:30, had a cup of coffee, then started the morning routine with the kids a little after 6:00. After a very bad morning with a child who shall remain nameless, my phone tweeted at me saying school was dismissed because of the snow. I didn't even realize we had snow at this point, and at 6:46 we were already completely ready to head out the door. I would have liked to avoid the crazy morning with the kids, and sleeping in would have been a great start to my week so notification earlier would have been nice! If it seems like I'm complaining, I am. ;)

Other than the bad start to our Monday, the weekend was great. We had a large group from a church in Florida in town this week to help out our church, and it was good to visit with fellow Christians as well as to work hard promoting our own church. Our Saturday and Sunday were very, very full, but in the best possible way. In fact, we were so busy that I had no extra time to spend worrying about my CA125 (which was certainly a blessing). Despite the fact that Brian and the kids are home, my Monday is going to be spent as usual: doing a whole lot of laundry. Oh, and I've promised Rory she can "fix" my hair today so I'm imagining hours on end in a pretend salon.

A few phone pics from the weekend:

Don't hate me because this is all it takes for a snow day around here.

Addison at church Sunday morning.

Please excuse Rory's finger in this picture.

Rory asked to take a picture while she kissed me. I know it looks slightly artistic, but in reality it was just the best I could do one-handed with a 6 year old hanging on me.

Saturday, March 23, 2013


Oh. My. Stars.

It has been one of those weeks. The kids have argued and argued all week long, and I have seriously struggled with how to handle it. I asked Brian what to do, and he responded with "if I had the answer to that problem, I could write a book and make alot of money." So true. 

This article popped up in my inbox, and while it didn't exactly solve my problems, it did make me feel as if I wasn't alone in this sibling argument issue. It also makes a very valid point (and one which I'm well aware of) that your kids are just reflecting the ton of your own voice as they speak to each other. This is something I am constantly working on. I also fully believe that this is not all my fault. Sometimes kids go through bad stages, and we're clearly in one.

In a moment of desperation, I told them they had to sit and hold hands for 15 minutes. Camden, of course, thought it was awful. Rory, on the other hand, thought it was the best thing to ever happen to her. She immediately asked if she could kiss him (no!), said she felt like they were getting engaged, and then proceeded to spend the entire 15 minutes giggling and telling him every reason she could think of that she loved him.

Oh, I'm so not kidding.




In the end, they both finished the 15 minutes in giggles (making them sit still for 15 minutes gives you plenty of time to snap pictures, by the way). I've often found that making them sit and do something together ends up in giggles, but based on the way they continued to act through the weekend, it did nothing to actually solve the problem. Any ideas other than shipping them off to separate boarding schools?

Today was Camden's 9th Family Day. Can you believe that?




We spent the evening playing games and watching some baby videos, which kind of restored my faith in the sweetness of my children. Maybe I need to pull out the home videos more often when they're driving me crazy.

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Four Weeks Already

It has already been four weeks since my last CA125 check, so I'm headed to Nashville for blood work this afternoon. I'm planning to spend the day running errands (since I have miraculously not been to the "big city" since my last round of blood work). We've decided not to tell the kids this month for two reasons. (1) I'm trusting that the results will be fine and there will be no need to unnecessarily worry them and (2) They had a very hard time last week while I was gone. Camden wandered around the house saying how lonely it was without me and Rory cried nearly every day and said "this reminds of what it might be like if I mommy dies." Bless their sweet, tender hearts.

A church group from Florida is coming to Tennessee to help out with an Easter outreach event, and we will have several people (that I've never met) staying with us over the next 4-5 days. I can't decide if that will be a distraction from waiting on test results or if it will just stress me out further. Since I know myself well, my guess is the latter. ;)

A little scrappy fun. Check out that little face back in 2010. Credits here.

Credits here.

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Late Nights

Because I was away from home last week, Rory had to attend the late baseball practices with Brian and Camden. Saturday night's practice was 7-10. Crazy, right? Anyway, after church Sunday morning, Brian left her in the car for 2 minutes while he ran back inside to pick something up, and this is how he found her. Sister can't take these late nights!


In other news, dad has hoped to go home for the last 2 days, but both days the doctor has found some suspicious seepage at his incision site. He says it would be disastrous to have an infection at this point so they're being cautious and keeping him. I remember well what it's like to sit at the hospital day after day waiting to go home, and it is no fun!

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Snapshot #5

Outside my window: gray skies

I am thinking: about Camden's tender heart. He may be making mistakes like any normal 9 year old boy, but he is showing real signs of change and remorse when he makes those mistakes, and it does my heart good.

I am thankful for: the great care my dad has received; the surgeon and nurses have been amazing.

I am wondering: how in the world my mom is going to keep my dad down for the next 6 weeks while he recovers.

Last 3 purchases: seriously cute gray Born shoes (see pic below), Merle Norman cleanser and toner, some cute spring/summer clothes for Camden and Rory (took advantage of a big Gymboree sale with stacking coupons)

Dinner plans: good question!

Future plans I'm looking forward to: spring break

Kid funny: "I woke up at 4:00 this morning and then just started browsing." Pretty sure Rory meant "dozing." :)

I am reading: Prayer: Finding the Heart's True Home by Richard J. Foster (still) and Delirium by Lauren Oliver

In the kitchen: lots and lots of fruits and veggies (and a pint of Ben & Jerry's coffee heath bar crunch)

On my desk: a mess

Watching: a whole lot of reality TV - Survivor, Amazing Race, American Idol, DWTS

On my frequent playlist: I've given into the Mumford and Sons craze so the Babel album

Snacking on: breakfast quinoa made with lite coconut milk topped with walnuts and a banana

Rest-of-the-day-plans: laundry and getting rid of the clutter accumulated by my family while I was out of town last week

I found these shoes right after Christmas at Dillard's, but wasn't willing to pay the price. Super excited to find them at 6pm for 60% off. And, no, my jeans are not that short.

Sunday morning at the hospital.

Monday, March 18, 2013


If you can believe it, I wrote this post last Wednesday approximately an hour before I got the news that my dad would be having open heart surgery. Oh, the irony. Every word is still true, though, and I decided to go ahead and post it.

Most people look forward to spring, and until this year, I would have counted myself as one of them. But this year I find myself a little apprehensive as temperatures warm up and baseball season begins. In spring 2011, we were preparing to move to Texas to help plant a church when I unexpectedly had major surgery, spent 9 days in the hospital and was diagnosed with stage 3c ovarian cancer. In spring 2012, we were once again forging ahead with plans to move to Texas to help plant a church when I had major surgery, spent 8 days in the hospital, and found out my cancer was still hanging around my abdominal wall and liver. Both spring 2011 and spring 2012 I missed a good portion of baseball season. 

You see why spring feels as if it brings bad, bad things for our family?

And here we are in spring 2013, and I find myself settling into a routine that does not involve regular trips to Nashville for doctor's visits and chemo. Despite reservations about what our schedule could look like if chemo resumes again soon, we signed Camden up for baseball. I made the monumental decision (yes, monumental in my life) to use a local hair salon instead of Alicia, my Nashville stylist who was with me when both Camden and Rory came home from Korea, who cut my long hair off to send to Locks of Love when Becky was diagnosed with cancer, who cut my long hair off again when I prepared for chemo, and who shaved my head after chemo began. It's a big deal to move on to someone who does not know I have cancer. To schedule an appointment with a new stylist when I could start chemo again and be bald within a few weeks time.

We're making spring break plans. We're making lots of summer plans.

I bought the good skincare (Merle Norman is my skincare of choice for the past several years) and new shoes last week. Something I haven't done since my last surgery because, quite honestly, it felt silly to spend money on luxury items that I might not be around to enjoy. Who needs good skin or cute shoes if you're going to die of cancer?

And while I know that saying these things (or writing them, in my case) doesn't jinx the good flow we've got going on here, it *feels* as if making future plans can jinx our current healthy trend we've got going on.

I was reminded just this week that whatever happens is going to happen. Only God knows what our future holds. It's hard to get out of the habit of not making plans because we're never sure what the next month holds for us. Truth is that we live and breathe by that little CA125 number every 4 weeks, and our life could change drastically with one bad test. But it is most definitely time to start moving forward. I can't wait to watch Camden's baseball games, to spend spring break with Brian, to go home to Illinois in a couple of months, to buy new summer clothes.

"God has made everything beautiful for its own time. He has planted eternity in the human heart, but even so, people cannot see the whole scope of God's work from beginning to end. So I concluded that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to enjoy themselves as long as they can." Ecclesiastes 3:11-12

Friday, March 15, 2013

Update on Dad

Several weeks ago at his annual physical, my dad decided at the last minute to mention to his doctor that he was occasionally having a little heartburn at the end of his workouts. Yes, workouts because my dad is healthy. He eats healthy; he exercises; he plays endlessly with his 6 grandkids; he unloads hay bails and rides his 4 horses. He almost singlehandedly packed up our house last May, and then moved us into our new house in October, not to mention he runs his own very successful business.

So when he went in for the angiogram Wednesday, we were certainly not expecting anything other than good news. In fact, my parents did not even tell their church or family. So to say that it was a shock that he needed open heart surgery would be an understatement. Turns out he had major blockages, and his surgeon told us that if he had been a smoker or sedentary or an unhealthy eater that this would have happened 10 years ago.

I snapped this picture Thursday morning as we waited around in his hospital room. My dad felt great. It was so hard to send him off to surgery because he felt so well. In fact, he was kind of ticked off this was happening. ;)


He ended up needing 5 by-passes, and it took him FOREVER to wake up from surgery. They were hoping to have him extubated by late afternoon, but he still wasn't awake when we left the hospital at 8:30 last night. Fast forward to our first visit at 10:30 this morning, and it was a completely different experience. He was awake and already bored out of his mind. I'm pretty sure that when they make him get up out of bed (which should be happening soon), pain will overtake boredom, but it was SO good to see him awake and talking without that horrible tube down his throat and all the puffiness mostly gone. I don't have much experience being on this side of the hospital/surgery experience, and it is not a pleasant thing to see your family members in such an awful state.

Thank you so much for all your prayers. My mom especially felt them yesterday. It was a long day, and I'm not sure I've ever been so tired in my life, but there were many, many laughs along with the tears. Continue to pray. He is probably going to be in ICU until tonight and then hopefully home on Monday. My dad owns a financial planning/tax business so, obviously, the month before April 15 is the worst possible time to be gone from work. My mom is under alot of strain to re-arrange things as much as possible. But God is good and is giving the strength to manage along with the peace that comes from knowing He is in control and in being together.

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Open Heart Surgery

I just got word that my dad is having open heart surgery tomorrow. I literally don't know more than that; my two sisters and I are packing and leaving immediately to be with them.

Reminds me of all the times *they* rushed to be with me during the past 2 years.

Please pray that the doctors will be able to fix whatever is wrong. And also say an extra prayer for my kiddos. They do not have the normal childhood experience, and any kind of hospital stay/surgery is a very big deal for them. My tender Rory has sobbed nearly every day since we told her about this test, and because I'm headed out the door, I will not be home to tell her about the big surgery tomorrow.



Camden's first official baseball practice was last night (yes, the 2.5 hour one), and Brian texted me this video of him pitching for the first time. And I swear to you, I was so darn proud that it brought tears to my eyes. I know it's silly. It's a 6 second video of one solitary pitch. But he was SO nervous. Remember he was so nervous that he wouldn't even give it a shot at tryouts? Well, he conquered those nerves, and they let him pitch at practice. And Brian said he was good. Thank heavens for an iPhone so I could see him even though I wasn't present.

And I post alot of smiles on this blog, but this particular smile is genuine and full of pride in himself.  I wish you could have seen how excited he was when he got home (after nearly 3 hours at the ball park).

In more serious news, my dad is having an angiogram this afternoon, and I would appreciate your prayers. While I'm not anticipating anything other than good results, it's always a little bit nerve wracking to have a family member in surgery, especially when it involves something as serious as a heart.

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Tuesday Tidbits

From Rory: "Daddy, I know how to write a 10 in sign language." 

Not only did I do 5 loads of laundry yesterday, but I made homemade granola, used that homemade granola to make sugar-free granola bars, made ice cream out of bananas, served homemade spaghetti sauce with spaghetti squash instead of pasta, took advantage of the major Gymboree sale, scrapped a page, finished my Week 10 Project Life pages, and walked 2.5 miles. It seems a couple of months without chemo (and a few nights of sleep) turns me into a very productive girl.

A couple of weeks ago, I decided to take matters into my own hands and pencil in my non-existent eyebrows. I only did it once, but they apparently just needed a little prompting, because they have finally started to grow back in after disappearing last July when I started chemo.

While I may not be a huge fan of this season of American Idol, I have to say that Keith Urban is winning me over a little more every time he utters "baby" in that accent of his. My favorite contestant right now is Kree Harrison, in case you were wondering. ;)

Remember my problem last week of too much laundry? Apparently Rory took all that folding and putting away to heart because this week after emptying all baskets and washing/drying everything I found, there was somehow only 1 pair of underwear and 1 pair of school pants for her. Considering I dress her every morning, I *know* she wore clean clothes every day. I'm guessing I'll find them behind her dresser or under the bed.

Week 10



Monday, March 11, 2013


Based on Facebook statuses over the weekend, it looks as if everyone fell into one of two categories: warm, spring-like weather . . . or snow. We fell directly into the warm weather category, and the kids took full advantage. They headed outside as soon as school was out Friday, and then literally spent the entire day outside Saturday.

Rory set up this stick in the yard, found a rope, and said she was a cowboy . . .


. . . while Camden blew bubbles. ;) I should mention that he was also chasing the bubbles down with his ninja sword, I just didn't happen to have my camera out at that moment.

And speaking of ninjas, we've had a revival of ninja warfare in our house. They seem to cycle around to this every couple of months.

In other news, baseball practice started up this weekend. Camden is on the Pirates (he was on the Pirates last year, but different city/county and completely unrelated). He had a great first practice and caught every single one of the 10-12 pop flies thrown to him. We won't talk about the grounders that came his way. Saturday was just a "short" (the coach's words, not mine) 90 minute practice. It really gears up Tuesday with a two and a half hour practice, followed by 90 minutes Thursday and again Saturday. Our schedule just got alot busier!

He gears up for first practice of the season with a little Chronicles of Narnia.

Friday, March 08, 2013


I've received several emails about my wall art, and it seriously could not be easier to make if you've got some digital scrapping supplies and Photoshop Elements. If I can do it, anyone can do it because you know I'm the least crafty person alive.

I simply pulled up a pretty paper (from a retired Emily Powers kit - the same as is on my blog, by the way) and then added the text on top of it. I used Persnickety Prints (I also use them for all my photo and scrapbook printing) because they have such a great variety of sizes. I really wanted a canvas, but they are more pricey so I printed it as a mounted black 3/16 foamcore board, and it cost about $15. Easy! The foam board doesn't come with a photo hanger, and I think that we honestly used a piece of double sided tape because I was in a hurry and couldn't wait until I had a chance to shop for an actual flat hanger. ;)

I think I've mentioned on the blog before about my love of a good hair salon. Since we've moved, I haven't been able to find one close by for the kids so Rory hasn't had a trim since August (yikes!) and Camden went to a barber when we were in Illinois for Thanksgiving, and then I took him to Walmart in January, which was a colossal mistake. I know there are plenty of people out there who could care less about hair, but I am absolutely not one of them.

Why, yes, I am pretty high maintenance in that area. And others.

I finally tracked down a cute little shop about 10 minutes from here, and while they're kind of fancy for kids, their kid's price was good. It's the first haircut Camden has ever had where I felt like she absolutely understood his stick-straight Asian hair. She cut it completely with a razor, and it is the best haircut he's ever had. And Rory is just like me - she is all about the pampering. And Tori won her heart when she asked if she could braid or curl it. Rory chose a braid this time, but has big plans for curly hair next time.

Can you spot me in the picture?

And my February Favorites page.

Thursday, March 07, 2013

Gallery Wall

We finished up this gallery wall back in January, and I've taken multiple pictures of it, but because of limited light source and color casts, I just can't seem to take pictures of it with correct white balance. I issued a challenge to myself to keep trying until I got it just right, but after several tries decided not to be an over-achiever and just go with what I have. ;)

We used pictures from our Angela Crutcher Celebrating Adoption pictures from 2008 and the 2009 pictures with Kellie Penn from Across the Miles Photography. The only thing I added was the mirror I found on clearance, the yellow wall art I made myself, and the letters. While I really wanted to use all white and go with a cleaner look, I could not justify new frames for these pictures since we had them professionally framed several years ago.

View from the top of the stairs

View from the living room (notice the crazy red color cast on the walls - promise it doesn't look like that in real life!).



I saw this quote on Pinterest right after we moved in, and immediately went to the computer to recreate it for this wall. I thought the quote was so perfect for many things in our life: marriage, parenting, cancer, etc.

After 5 months in the house, we finally hung a towel bar in the master bathroom (the only bathroom to have a towel bar, by the way) and added the art my sister-in-law made us. I'm sad that the wall looks dingy here, because (once again) I promise it's not.

Finally!! A true picture of our wall color. My new shower curtain.

I have another gallery wall for our bedroom in the works. Here's hoping it's not some big decorating no-no to have more than one per house.

Wednesday, March 06, 2013

Wordless Wednesday

She says she had a strawberry meltdown at lunch. Who knew 3 fresh strawberries in a lunchbox could cause such a mess?



Tuesday, March 05, 2013

Tuesday's Tidbits

While sitting on my lap the other day, Rory said, "these old days aren't going to last much longer because I'm getting too big." 

Rory had a regularly scheduled cleaning/dental visit first thing this morning (no cavities!), and the dental hygienist came out to let me know that Rory had asked Dr. Vu if he would pull her front two teeth while she was there. Did I mention her front two teeth are not even loose? She's desperate to get rid of them.

I loved this article on Why Your Children Should Do Chores.

And speaking of chores, I'm assuming other families have issues with their kids and laundry. My kids would much prefer to throw clothes in the laundry basket than actually put them away. For instance, I did all the laundry yesterday (with my new washer/dryer, which was fabulous) and Rory had 5 pairs of jeans in the dirty laundry. Did I mention she wears a uniform to school, which was 5 out of the last 7 days. Not even sure how it was possible that she even put on 5 pairs of jeans last week, much less that they needed to be washed. And Sunday Camden pulled out from under his bed approximately 3 sweatshirts, 2 pairs of pants, 1 sweater, and way too many t-shirts, socks, and underwear to count. So guess who was responsible for folding and putting away every stitch of laundry yesterday? Not me!

This week is turning out to be quite busy, and I have a million things to do today. It is pouring rain outside and after a crazy morning of running the kids to school and a dentist appointment, I'm back at home and have decided to sit down and have a second cup of coffee and enjoy the sound of thunder.
And in case you're looking for a healthy, delicious fast meal, we've made these Black Bean Quesadillas twice in the last week.

Black Bean Quesadillas
3 whole wheat tortillas
1 (15 oz.) can of black beans, rinsed and drained
1 small onion, finely chopped (I threw mine in the food processor because I don't like onion chunks in my food)
2 cloves garlic (crushed)
3/4 cup frozen corn
3/4 cup shredded cheddar or monterey jack cheese
1/2 avocado, diced
1 plum tomato, diced
1/2 tsp chipotle pepper (you could also use chili powder)
1/2 tsp cumin
1/2 Tbsp butter
lime juice
salt and pepper
olive oil

1, Preheat 1/2 tbsp olive oil in a skillet over medium heat. Add the onion, garlic, corn, beans, cumin, chili powder, and salt + pepper to taste. Cook until the onions are soft, about 5 minutes.
2. Add 1/4 cup water to the pan, and use a fork to mash the beans. Let it cook until the beans reduce and form a thick paste that you can spread on the tortilla.
3. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Melt butter and brush over 3 tortillas. Spread about 1/3 of bean mixture over one half of a tortilla. Top lightly with cheese and fold it in half. Cook for about 4-6 minutes or until brown and toasty. 
4. Combine the avocado, tomato, 2 tsp lime juice and salt + pepper to taste. Top quesadillas and serve.

They have alot of flavor and were super tasty. I suppose you could also add sour cream and salsa on top if you wanted to be a little more indulgent.

Credits here

Monday, March 04, 2013

Weeks 8 and 9

Still going strong. Week 8 might be my favorite so far, which is good because Week 9 is probably my least favorite in terms of colors and finished pages.







Dreaming of Korea

Do any of you watch Top Chef? If so, you'll know that Kristen won this season (finale was this past Wednesday). She was a Korean adoptee, and you know what she plans to do with her prize money? Take a trip to Korea. She said, through her tears, that she needs to see the people and country who made her. She is seemingly a well-adjusted adult. Her parents were present at the finale and they seemed to have a wonderful relationship. But it is still important to her to experience her roots. Her comments kept me up on more than one night because Camden recently told us that he is going to stop spending his birthday and Christmas money to buy Legos and Wii games because he wants to save it all up until he has enough to take the family to Korea. Hello, tears.

I'm not sure if we've mentioned it here, but we are in limited contact with Camden's birthparents. It happened as a result of visiting Eastern when we were in Korea 5 years ago to adopt Rory. And while Camden does not spend much time talking about his adoption experience, birth parents, or Korea, his plan to save money tells me it's pretty important to him.

But, seriously, does anyone want to tell me how to plan a $10,000 trip to another country? Because that's about what it would take for a family of 4, and that amount is just not anywhere in the budget. It's not even a matter of just buckling down and planning for it because I can't imagine how long it would take us to save that much money. It makes my heart hurt for him, and we'll keep doing our best to encourage him. And I hope that one day, he (and Rory) will get to experience Korea.

In other news, our weekend was busy, but good. We celebrated Rory's family day Friday with "scabetti" and game night (she chose Pick Picknic) and ice cream. Of course. 

Saturday involved a meeting in the morning for Brian, appliance shopping for several hours, trip to the library, and lots of chores around the house. Rory woke up with a fever Sunday, because we can't seem to go more than a couple of days without someone in this house running a fever. Brian had an early meeting, then he and Camden went to church while Rory and I stayed home. Sunday night, Uncle Jon babysat the kids while we went out to eat with a church group. 

The weekend was kind of over in a flash, and now it's the start of what is shaping up to be a busy week. I say, "bring it on."

A few phone/Instagram pics.

I think Camden decided staying home sick wasn't so bad after all since I let him have free rein with the iPad for most of the day, even while eating a bowl of soup for lunch.

Rory decided to dress up as a witch for family night; her baby was Snow White. She's so silly. She also insisted on a candlelight dinner, and her baby ate with us.

Why, yes, we did wake up to snow on March 2. It snowed most of the day, although nothing stuck.

My sick girl camped out on the floor Sunday morning (no fever today, by the way, so I sent her to school).

And I am ridiculously excited to use my new washer and dryer this morning. For the past several years, we've had to run each load through the dryer 2-3 times, so I have a feeling laundry day will be much easier from now on.