Pumpkin carving time!

Drawing the face on...

Scooping out the pulp and seeds...

Carving the face...

My very first Fall pumpkin!

Our archers with their cheer squad. Josh won second place and Charly won 1st place in their respective divisions.

Brighton Sheng's first JOAD tournament at Texas A&M University. He won first again!!!!!

Working on homework

Sheng's very first archery tournament in Columbus, Texas. He won first place!

Brighton Sheng shooting side by side with sister Charly!

Brighton Sheng's 4-H Archery Club

Does this bring back memories of the A-Team?

My handsome boy waiting for the school bus

Friday afternoon I went to Sheng's school to have lunch with him. He was so excited to have his mama there that he never stopped smiling the entire time! Mrs. Walsh went back to the room to get two red readers to show me how much he's learned to read on his own. That was the highlight of my entire week! His classmates asked me so many questions and told me all about themselves.

After lunch we went out onto the playground so he could show me all of the things he likes to do for recess. He really does like to play with the girls!!! He played soccer and played on the swings and monkey bars. When we went to his room after recess, he showed me some of his workbooks and showed me around the room. They are really doing a huge amount of work in his class!

Thursday I went to get my hair all cut off and to get it highlighted. I was a bit a nervous about how Sheng was going to react when he saw it. When he got home he raced over to me with a huge grin on his face. He kept signing over and over, "Mama beautiful!" It made my eyes well up with tears. (Then I started wondering why I wasn't "Mama beautiful" before?) HAHAHA!

We are getting ready for church as I type this. Last Sunday, Sheng was so happy at church that I was lost in the look of awe on his face. We sat right in front of the woman who interprets the service in sign language. He was thoroughly engrossed in what she was signing. He really loves to watch her sign the songs! It looks like poetry in motion.


"You are a shield around me, O LORD; You bestow glory on me and lift up my head." Psalm 3:3

Enter to win the complete set of Terrestria Chronicles on the

HSB Company Porch!

Sheng's been a bit grouchy of late, no doubt due to the virus going around that his body is trying to fight off. It's been about week now that he's had a runny nose, sneezing, sore throat off and on and headaches. So far though, he's not had any fever, so I think his immune system must be handling it pretty well.

Dani, on the other hand, has it really bad with high fevers and pure misery. She's been REAL grouchy, and I don't blame her. I had this before they did and it's nasty!

Yesterday, Sheng was pushing my buttons from the time he got up till the time he went to bed. He was grumpy, wouldn't listen, refused to take a shower, and sat on the couch, refusing to go to bed until he got ice cream. Needless to say, he did NOT get ice cream! I kept thinking, "Wow, was I like this when I felt bad?" Poor guy!

When I finally got the little stinker to bed, he was asking a million questions. I know it's his way of stalling, but I will answer them for a short bit. He pushed down the covers and pointed to his bellybutton and wanted to know what it is! LOL! After explaining to him that it is a scar left from the tube connected to baby and mom, he wanted to know if my sister's baby (still in the womb) has a bellybutton yet. You know...this is the first time since raising 4 children that any of my kids has asked about their bellybuttons. It was so cute!

Then we were back to the button pushing as he kept turning the light back on after I turned it off to see what I would do. When I threatened pulling his next archery practice with dad, he was VERY ready to have the light out.


"Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path." Psalm 119:105

He Reigns! by The Newsboys

It's the song of the redeemed, rising from the African plain

It's the song of the forgiven, drowning out the Amazon rain

The song of Asian believers, filled with God's holy fire

It's every tribe, every tounge, every nation

A love song born of a grateful choir

It's all God's children singin' Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

It's all God's children singin' Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

Let it rise above the fore-winds, caught up in the heavenly sound

Let praises echo from the towers of cathedrals,to the faithful gathered underground

Of all the songs sung from the dawn of creation, some were meant to persist

Of all the bells rung from a thousand steeples, none rings truer than this

It's all God's children singin' Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

It's all God's children singin 'Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

It's all God's children singin' Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

It's all God's children singin' Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

And all the powers of darkness, tremble at what they've just heard

Cause all the powers of darkness, can't drown out a single word

When all God's children sing out Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

All God's children sing out Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns

All God's people sing out Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He Reigns, He reigns

All God's children sing out Glory Glory, Hallelujah, He reigns, He reigns
(Repeat)

And He said to them, "Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation." Mark 16:15

Shooting with his 4-H club

Shooting after school with dad at Gander Mountain

Brighton Sheng LOVES to shoot his bow and asks to go every day. Gander Mountain is his favorite place to shoot, since they have air conditioning. The area in China where Sheng lived is very mild and he's not used to the Texas heat. He sweats like no other person I've known. When we were in Guangzhou, the heat made him sick, and I had to make him drink Gatorade before we went anywhere. David is still working with him to try to keep him from leaning while shooting, but he's doing amazing for someone who's only had a bow in their hand for two months!

He really likes to spend time with his dad too. When David gets his camo cap and sunglasses on to go somewhere, Sheng runs to get his cap and sunglasses on too so he will look like dad! When David puts on a tank top, Brighton will run into his bedroom take off the shirt he is wearing, and put on a tank top too.

I'm very happy that he is bonding with his dad. When I first got home from China, he clung to me and wasn't so sure about David. He still clings to me when David's not home, but the minute David gets home from work, Sheng is right there next to him every minute, watching him like a hawk. He loves to get hugs from his dad now too, which is a big step forward in the bonding process.

He did very good at school last week! The huge packet of school work he brought home was amazing. He had several papers that had 100's, and the rest were all in the 90's. His handwriting is so nice. It's better than his older brother's handwriting. He really likes school, which makes it so much easier to put him on the bus in the morning. It's hard on Mom to see him go!

"All your sons will be taught of the LORD; And the well-being of your sons will be great." Isaiah 54:13

It takes several shots to get my silly beans to smile at the same time!

Finally! But I kind of like the first one better.

Sheng had a wonderful first week of school. It was off to a bit of a rocky start, but ended wonderfully! Each time he experiences something new, he tends to slip back into old patterns of distress, complaining of headaches and being too tired. We know that this will eventually pass and just try to reassure him that all is well and he is safe. He now gets up excited and comes home excited!

Thursday night I got the most wonderful, exciting surprise of my life! (okay, except for Sheng himself) We bought Sheng a bilingual bible for his birthday, but he didn't seem all that interested in reading it. When school started, I thought about ways to get him to relax before trying to go to sleep since his bedtime was now moved up a bit earlier. We all like to read, so I explained to him that his bedtime is 7:30, but he could read for 30 minutes if he would like. I took out several of his Chinese books and put them, along with his bible, on his nightstand. He chose to read the bible every night. Wednesday night, after reading about Jesus, Sheng told me that he loves Jesus very much and that He was a good, good man! It brought tears to my eyes! Needless to say, this sparked a long conversation about Him and how he is alive and with us always.

Sheng has been saying prayers each night before he goes to sleep, but Wednesday night they were different. His prayers were purposeful and heartfelt, not just a quick, "going through the motions" type of prayer. His face was serene with a huge smile, and he signed thank you to the Lord. Lifting my eyes to heaven, I repeated the thank you with overwhelming joy in my heart! I guess we will not know for awhile if he understands enough to accept the Lord as his savior, but one thing I know for sure is, He's doing a mighty work in this little boy's heart!

Friday he got off the bus and ran, top speed, into the house with the biggest grin on his face. He zipped open his backpack and pulled out a shoebox that he had decorated. Inside were 5 things that were important to him. There were three small toys, his little China boy figurine, and the photo album we mailed to him in China with our photos inside. It was so fun to watch him explain everything and to see the joy on his face after creating his "All About Me" box.

Monday afternoon he brought home a three ring binder that Mrs. Walsh had put together for him. It's called a F.I.S.H. binder. (Family Involvement Starts Here) I am thrilled that his teacher is keeping us involved every step of the way. This will really help Sheng to learn and grow. I feel like we're a team! In this folder she included a section labeled "Parent/Teacher Communication." She let me know how the week went and talked about his show-and-tell for Friday. I took his scrapbook to her on Monday, and he shared it with the class Friday. He signed to her, "Mom Dad China don't want me. I prayed and prayed. Mom Dad came and got me," and she said he smiled so big when he said that we came to get him that she had to take a minute to recompose herself. I cried when I read this part and sent up a prayer of thanks that the Lord blessed us so enormously when answering Sheng's prayers. It is such a privilege to be this sweet little boy's mama!

Sheng's friend Tanner was also adopted, and is also in Sheng's class. When it was Tanner's turn for show-and-tell, he displayed a photo of him and his mom and dad with the judge who made the adoption final. Mrs. Walsh said that Sheng had that same big smile on his face that he did when he talked about us coming to get him to be his parents. We think that he truly understands and that there is a special bond between Tanner and Sheng. I am so happy that he has been blessed with a wonderful teacher and a class that he has so much in common with.

David has just been thrilled with how fast Sheng is learning archery. His form is amazing, and it looks as if he's been practicing for YEARS! I'm amazed at how close the two have gotten while sharing a common interest. Sheng and David love quite a few of the same things, like fishing, boating, camping, hunting, etc..., but archery is something that they do together several times each week. I'm going to estimate that they are practicing about 7 hours per week. David has taught Sheng how to keep his own scores, and he loves to run to me when he gets home to show me how he did. Last Saturday, they shot at balloons at Gander Mountain, which he LOVED! He keeps asking me when he can go to his first tournament. David has been learning quite a few signs just by researching ASL for archery. He found a great sign language program for free on the web called ASL Pro.

Dani and Sheng seem to be getting along much better since we've asked her not to try to play mama-hen to him. We've asked her to step back and let him do things for himself, to let us handle it when he does something he shouldn't, and to ask him nicely to stop when he's bugging her. It's already made a huge difference in their relationship. It has also helped that I've been verbalizing his attributes, talking about the good things he does and his good behavior out loud so that she can see that he's not always doing something he shouldn't be. We've also been talking about some of the bad behaviors that she and her other brothers and sister have displayed in the past and how they grew out of them in time with help from Mom and Dad.

"I praise You Father, Lord of heaven and earth, because You have hidden these things from the wise and learned, and revealed them to little children." Matthew 11:25

Sheng's first day of school!

Sheng with his 4th grade teacher, Mrs. Walsh

First ever ride on a school bus!

Wow! I hadn't realized it had been so long since I posted. We have been really busy the past month or so and time has just flown by.

Since I last posted, our son has let us know that he prefers to be called Sheng, (pronounced Shung) so we are trying to get to know our son by his Chinese name instead of his English name. It's a bit hard because we've only known him as Brighton for an entire year, but he truly feels more comfortable with his Chinese name.

Let's see...we've done so much that it's hard to remember it all. Sheng LOVES to fish with his daddy! They go out in the canoe about every week. For Charly's birthday, we spent the entire weekend at Lake Limestone camping and he just loved every minute of it! (except the heat of course) They played in rafts, swam, and played badminton. It was quite a bit of fun! Sheng is also doing exceptionally well in archery. He is now a member of the Brazos 4-H Archery Club and never misses a meeting or practice.

I believe his most memorable day yet, though was his first day of school. I drove him on Monday to make sure he felt safe and to see how he reacted to being left at school. I lingered in the hallway, being nosy and he did just fine! He loved every minute of it, although he did say that it was too, too long and he was very tired. His teacher is just the most amazing woman I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. I'm thrilled that she's my son's teacher! He just adores her too. He rode the bus home and also loved that first experience as well. He got to sit next to his friend Tanner, who is also in his class at school.

4th of July picnic with friends at church

Brighton's room

Brighton and his cousin Jeremy in their Rockets jerseys in Brighton's room. Brighton is wearing Yao's number and Jeremy is wearing McGrady's.
This is what Brighton thinks about learning sign language!
Shooting hoops

It's been awhile since my last post, so I thought I better pop on and give an update! Brighton sure keeps me hoppin' around here and I usually drop into bed exhausted with him waking me in the morning. Late-night and early-morning were my times to check email, read news and update my blog. He demands quite a bit of my full attention, and I'm more than happy to give it to him!!! There's nothing sweeter than waking up to a little boy smiling, kissing me on the cheek and telling me good morning in sign language.

He did have a melt down on Tuesday, brought on no doubt because I was sick and he didn't know what was going on. There's a stomach virus going around that includes a horrible headache and neck pain. My sister Tracy had it and thought she was dying, that's how nasty it is. It took me out and I couldn't function.

The girls took over, and Brighton didn't like the change in routine one bit. He REALLY did not like the girls telling him what to do and not to do. He wouldn't listen to Charly, she tried to translate what she was saying on the computer translator, and he kept laughing and pushing keys to mess her up so he didn't have to listen to what she was trying to tell him. I drug myself off the couch and let him know that I wasn't feeling well and to please listen to his sister. I did this twice before I told him that if he kept it up he was going to his room for a time out. He ended up getting the time out. It all played out pretty much like he was testing to see if I really would send him to his room because he kept signing, "no you won't."

He began to cry, then wail and moan. They were heartbreaking cries. I spent his time-out in his room with him so he would not feel abandoned and ended up spooned around him with a box of tissues. After about 10 minutes of uncontrollable sobs, he got up and went to his family photo album to retrieve a photo he had hidden behind another that I had never seen before. It was a photo of him standing with the entire orphanage staff. We snuggled there, on the bottom bunk, and he showed me everyone and told me a little about each one. I told him how sorry I was that he was missing them all and asked him if he wanted to write them a letter. He signed no, then hid the photo in his family photo album again. We talked about him minding and he signed he was sorry. We cuddled again and he gently pressed his cheek against my cheek and smiled. He was content to stay that way for quite awhile. We then got up when his time-out was over, and he went and apologized to his sisters. This was his first outward expression of grieving for lost family and friends in China. I'm certain it won't be the last.

Brighton has really taken to ice skating. He's actually getting pretty good at it. The last time we went he ended up falling on his elbow and it was bleeding in two places. He was a little upset by the blood, but just long enough to show his sister, gain her sympathy, and then he was up and going full throttle again. He wouldn't even get off the ice for a band-aid until the skate session was over.

Josh was here from Missouri over the weekend. He couldn't wait to meet Brighton, but was a little apprehensive around him due to the language barrier. I'm ordering a sign language program for Josh to do when he's not training. I hope the apprehension will cause him to want to learn to sign.

Dani is having a bit of trouble adapting to having a new brother here. She's not the 'baby' anymore and is having trouble sharing my attention. Every little thing Brighton does, she blows out of proportion, and I have to remind her of all of the things we talked about for the entire year we were waiting for him. It's a bit hard for her to think of the things he does in terms of something a younger child would do. even though he's the same size as her, he hasn't been in a family before, and he hasn't done many of the things a normal, younger child would do. He's having to go back and catch up.

One example of this is that she was in a tiff that he would actually get out of bed and play in his room at night. I had to remind her that she did the same exact thing when she was younger and so did her sister and brother. I reminded her that it was her idea years ago to get out of bed to play 'bunny hop' around the room, which resulted in Charly slipping and falling on the bed, splitting her head open, and a trip to the ER for stitches. I took her out for a 'date' to see Nancy Drew. I wasn't surprised that she hung on me most of the time. This is something she always used to do, until about a year ago. She just really needed the extra love and attention and to know that our relationship had not changed because we have a new family member.

I want to take a moment to talk about grieving. I really hope adoptive families understand how hard adoption can be on bio children. They are so eager to welcome their new brother or sister during the entire, long wait. This may change once the child is home. They may act out with behaviors we are not used to seeing from them, or act quite a bit younger than they actually are. Some might withdraw and become quiet and reserved, holding everything in and letting frustration build up. They may seem selfish and uncaring at times towards their new sibling. Telling them that they are being selfish will only make matters worse. A parent cannot expect adult behavior from a child. It helps to take the time to talk to them and to listen to their complaints without getting angry or jumping to conclusions. Quite often, the child will be able to see why they aren't being fair to a sibling, or are being selfish on their own while talking it over with a parent. We must remember that they are also grieving for a life that isn't the same anymore.


"...with God, all things are possible!" Matthew 19:26

Today is the anniversary of our nation's independence and is usually spent having social gatherings to enjoy food, fun and fireworks. Sadly, many Americans do not even give one thought to the men and women who selflessly sacrificed their lives so that we may enjoy our picnics and fireworks. It's a tragedy that most American children do not even understand what the 4th of July celebration truly stands for.

I've been hearing some very negative responses to the impending rain that is most likely going to put a damper on the evenings festivities. I can assure everyone that the rain did not stop our men and women from fighting for our freedom! We may not see fireworks, but we can still join together in fellowship to remember those who died so that we might enjoy all of the liberties some take for granted today.

Today also marks another anniversary. On this day in 2001, a passenger on bus # 24 in Anshan City found a deaf little boy, approximately 4 years-old, abandoned by his parents and took him to the police station. They searched for his parents, but could not find them. This day marks the anniversary that An Sheng became an orphan.

This morning, I was awake at 3am again, which seems to be a daily ritual since being home. There were so many thoughts about what today holds in store for people, and I began to recollect what I experienced while in China. I would like to share some of these with you now.

Before I traveled, I was sure in my mind that Brighton's parents were not good people because they had abandoned their child. I felt that it didn't matter the circumstances, this is something no one should EVER do! We spend so much time and energy making sure our children are safe at all costs, why couldn't they? After much thought, I had planned to make up a positive story about Brighton's parents so that he wouldn't have any negative feelings towards them when he becomes and adult.

When I arrived at the airport in Chicago, my connecting flight to Beijing was delayed due to mechanical problems. Over the next 6 hours, I went from being frustrated to upset, until I found the area where most of the families returning to China were waiting. There were no happy faces in the crowd, and the children were crying and miserable. Little ones have a much harder time waiting than we adults do, although sometimes we adults act more like children in these situations than the little ones do.

As I looked around the room, I was curiously stared at, which was my first taste of being in the minority. I wondered about what they must be thinking about this lone, white American sitting amongst a large group of Chinese travelers. All the seats were taken, except for the seat next to me. A weary Chinese man entered the room with his luggage, and I quickly patted the seat next to me to let him know it was okay for him to sit there. He quickly struck up a conversation in his broken English, which was a relief. I would much rather have someone ask me what I'm doing rather than just sit there staring at me. He was so kind and taught me how to say several Chinese words. In return, I taught him to pronounce several English words. We both laughed at how hard it was to learn to pronounce letters and tones differently.

After a little time had passed, they announced that my flight would be leaving from a different gate. I quickly stacked my bags onto the cart I was pulling and headed to the other side of the airport where I finally met some of the families from Christian World Adoption that I would be traveling with. We had a few more delays, such as sitting on a hot, stalled plane for nearly an hour with no air conditioning or lights. The free gift United promised us was of little importance to the mothers trying to keep their sweating, hungry babies soothed. The lack of air conditioning was just a precursor to what I would come to experience in China.

Beijing is beautiful! The sights we saw were amazing. The Great Wall was an experience I will never forget. As I stood atop one of the highest points on the portion I climbed, I looked down in astonishment at the huge man-made structure. What flooded into my mind was wonder. Wonder at how many men it must have taken to carry the large stones up the mountain, and how many men must have fallen or had been crushed under the weight of the stones.

Every pre-paid sightseeing excursion we went on, we saw beautiful things, beautiful people, and beautiful buildings. We experienced the Forbidden City, with its many buildings and were able to peer inside the glassed in rooms to see how the emperors and empresses lived in the years long ago.

One of the families I was traveling with suggested that we take a tour that wasn't on our destination. It was called the Hutong Tour and it was by far the best part of the trip to Beijing. We were transported by rickshaws throughout the narrow streets of the ancient city surrounding the Forbidden City. We were able to see how most truly live, instead of just those more fortunate. There were so many people and places that truly looked so poor that I wanted to cry for them, but they seemed very unaware that they were even poor. There were children in the narrow streets with no underpants that were very dirty. They were playing happily with no cares in the world.

We visited Mrs. Chou's (not sure about the spelling) and were invited in to see her home and hear how she lives. We were fascinated to find out that most of the families there are able to leave, but do not want to. They live in tiny, close-knit communities that are more like large families. Ten families share a public bathroom and this is a very important meeting place every morning to say hello and get caught-up on daily happenings. This sense of community and the large family atmosphere are what ties the people together and they can't imagine leaving.

We also visited the a large marketplace there and were amazed at what they had to sell. Some of it was a bit scary, and there were a few things for sale that turned my stomach. There were many children running around the marketplace unsupervised. This shocked me at first, until I realized that everyone knew each other and they were looking out for one another. The children were really fascinated by us and were very happy to wave and smile for cameras. My ideas about poverty and living conditions were greatly challenged by this tour.

While in China, I learned that the Chinese have no social security or retirement funds to fall back on in old age. The sons are the ones who care for their elderly parents. This is the reason that it is so important to them to have a son and not a daughter. Times are changing, and so are values, but the old ways are still clinging to life. For the millions who are unsaved, they feel that there truly is no hope for the future unless they produce a son. This results in thousands of baby girls being abandoned each year in China. Children with disabilities are also abandoned so that families can try again for a healthy child. For most families, this is a heart-breaking, traumatic time for them, and they leave their warmly bundled children in places that are safe and that they know someone will find them in. The parents hope that someone kind will adopt their babies and keep them safe.

Most children who have physical deformities or medical conditions requiring surgery are abandoned by parents who have no way to care for their medical needs. They know that if they leave them on the steps of the hospital, their children will be cared for. I can't even imagine having to make this decision.

When I traveled to my son's birthplace, Anshan, China, it was a very cold, dirty place. It was a very sad trip and this, coupled with the problems I dealt with at the police station, made me want to get out of there as soon as possible. Being yelled at by communist police who know you are with a Christina adoption agency is a very frightening experience. There is so much more I want to write, but I was told not to and that all forms of communication are watched. In the United States we have no fear of writing what we feel like writing, or expressing ourselves, but in China, one must be very careful. Please take a minute to reflect on this freedom next time you talk on the phone, send a letter, post something to your blog or send an email.

I left China with a very different view of its people than I went in with. The people there are trying to live the best way they know how. Although the government is harsh, corrupt, and sometimes brutal, most of its people are beautiful and kind, and our Father loves these, His children, also. The bread of life is spreading like a wildfire amongst the Chinese and is a flame that will not be extinguished.


The Lord changed my heart on what I feel about Brighton's abandonment and how I feel about his biological parents. They are heavy on my heart and mind now, and I am so thankful that they left him in a safe place where they knew someone would take care of him. Brighton was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa and is deaf. These conditions are hereditary and he may be blind by the time he's an adult. His parents might be blind and deaf and may have had no way to care for him. I can not jump to conclusions because I have no idea what was going on in their lives at the time. This is true of all people. We never know what a person may be going through at the time, so we should always strive to be kind to everyone, regardless of what we may think or how they may be treating us.

Brighton's biological parents must have experienced overwhelming grief as they exited that bus. There is no anger left in me towards them, only love and a thread that binds us together forever. I will always be thankful for the opportunity to raise our child (theirs and ours) in a safe, loving home. I will be praying for their salvation for the rest of my life and hope that one day, in our Father's house, I may get the chance to meet them.

As I lay in my bed this morning thinking about all of these things, I found that I have a new respect for those who died so we can be free in this country. I am so thankful to our father in heaven for the gift of being able to raise this sweet boy to know the freedoms fought for and lived in the US, and most importantly, the hope and the freedom that can only come through our salvation through Christ who died for us so that we can have eternal life with Him.

Happy 4th of July!
Love, Tina

Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom. 2 Corinthians 3:17

"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11

"For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life." John 3:16

I asked for all these things for breakfast, then was too tired to eat them!

First ice skating lesson! (guess who's REALLY getting the workout here?)
We had the entire ice to ourselves, and Brighton had a blast!
He spent more time down than he did up, so he decided to do some push-ups for laughs
Do you think he enjoyed himself?

Brighton's cousin Austin, and Brighton's brother Doug, who stopped by after work, playing NBA Live on XBox with my little Yao Ming.

Dani's homegrown tomotoes that she's really proud of. Brighton is REALLY enjoying them and is eating them faster than they are getting ripe.

It's so much fun to update here on how Brighton's doing. He's just a joy to have and I want to share it with the world! I can't believe how much I love this little guy. He's so much mine that I feel like he's been in our family since birth. He has such a good, caring heart and is so polite, almost to a fault. He wraps his arms around me and snuggles with me with a huge grin on his face and my heart just melts.



We have had some battles already that I attribute to normal childhood behavior, like him telling me no, begging for things when I tell him no, seeing how much he can get away with, that sort of thing. He learned to beg when I taught him the sign for please, and let me tell you...it's HARD not to give in when he's batting those long eyelashes! He is very independent and wants to do everything for himself. I'm sure this is from having to do things for himself at the orphanage. He's also very impatient, and I've had to get on him a few times about waiting. He hates to wash his hands, and rolls his eyes when I tell him it's time to brush his teeth. I give him a stern look and tell him not to roll his eyes and he gives me this innocent look while he's signing "sorry." He's just too, too cute!



Believe it or not, we communicate quite well! We seem to know what the other is saying quite easily through signs, facial features, gestures and eye contact. We've had some instances where we have to draw pictures, get out the Chinese/English picture dictionary, or get on the internet translator, but not very often. He is picking up sign language very quickly and knows almost the entire alphabet. We're working on writing his name in English, the alphabet, and home signs. I have been having him work on signing the alphabet every day. He is also writing cat, hat and bat in English, then in Chinese (while looking at pictures of a cat, hat and bat), then learning the signs for each. So far, he knows the signs for mom, dad, sister, brother, grandma, grandpa, aunt, cousin, hi, bye, please, thank you, sorry, behave, yes, no, maybe, a little, want, scared, happy, sad, mad, crying, funny, good, bad, home, car, airplane, phone, tv, game, hungry, thirsty, coffee, water, milk, banana, eat, more, you, I, children, go to sleep, wake up, brush teeth, shower, get dressed, go to the bathroom, look, walk, run, stop, go, sick, basketball, cat, dog, bat, and probably more I'm missing. He's VERY smart and learns fast!!!!!!! He can add, subtract, multiply, and is learning division. He writes Chinese characters REALLY well and reads them just as well. He is a bit hyper (feels like having a little Josh all over again) and doesn't like to sit for long, so we are only doing a little bit here and a little bit there and making most things into games for a longer attention span.



We haven't seen any really bad behaviors or any grieving yet. I know he will grieve at some point, so I'm trying to prepare for it and not get too complacent. There are so many wonderful moms that I know who have been a wealth of information for advice because they've been home for awhile with their children. I am SO thankful for having their support. Keep the advice coming friends!



He loves to play NBA Live on XBox and of course, he's always Yao Ming, his favorite player. His big brother, Doug, has been stopping by after work to play with him and they are a hoot to watch!



Yesterday, Brighton's aunt Tracy stopped by with his cousins, Austin and Autumn. They had a blast playing badminton. Tracy also brought a surprise with her. She had put a flyer with Brighton's picture on it and a jar next to it on the counter at Bealls, where she works, asking for donations for clothes for Brighton while I was in China. She brought him over $100 in gift cards to go shopping for clothes!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you to everyone who donated these gift cards! What a blessing!


We also went ice skating. (now you know why I'm having trouble getting over the jet-lag! LOL) Brighton LOVED it! I'm going to have to get a big guy to help me next time, or put a helmet and full body armor on him and let him go. I was WORE OUT! It was so worth it though, to see that grin and hear those giggles of delight.

This morning marks our 4th day home from China, and I'm still waking up at 3am and falling asleep by 5 or 6 pm. Brighton has no trouble going to bed at 9 and getting up at 7. This jet-lag is really getting to me though. Everyone told me what it was like, but I guess I didn't think it I would get it. I've been irritable, groggy, indecisive, and I feel like my head is in the clouds. It feels like having the flu without the cough and fever. Nothing seems real here yet and I still don't feel like I'm home. When people talk to me, I feel like I'm in a dream and I'm just to tired to respond. There are gifts to give, people to thank, family to call, people who want to meet Brighton, and I just don't feel like i can do it yet.

Thankfully, David and the girls have been keeping things going smoothly and watching over Brighton when I've napped. I'm going to try to stay up ALL day today and not go to bed till 9pm. Maybe I'll even tackle unpacking my things today. Brighton had his bags unpacked and his room in order within an hour of being home. He was so cute organizing his room how he wanted it.

Brighton's birthday is coming up fast and I know I should be preparing for it, but I just can't seem to get things together in my head to plan a party yet.

Does anyone else have any advice on jet-lag???? It was so nice to hear from a friend who's been to China. She said that it took her several weeks to feel normal again, so at least I know I haven't lost my mind. LOL! I just feel like I need things to slow down a bit so I can catch up. Is it better to sleep when you can, or stay up and be miserable all day to try to sleep all night? Any and all advice would be greatly appreciated from moms who've been there, done that!

Love,
Tina