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So today we finally got our Consulate Appointment, which means we can now fly to China. This is the good news. The bad news is that it is a week later than we were originally planning. We will be leaving for China on March 17th. I’m happy that we finally have the date, but I wasn’t sure how I was even going to get through this week let alone next week now too. Perhaps this is payback for my comments on Saturday about not wanting to go.
Ok I get it! I want to go to China! I really really want to go to China! Can we please change it back now so I can go on the 10th!?
Anyhow, as I am guessing that’s not going to happen, we’re setting ourselves in for a longer wait. Karen is busy now trying to re-plan the new flights, and I’m so very umm.. busy.. uhh.. writing in this blog.
I found this funny thing more than a year ago on the web, and have kept it on my computer just sitting in a dusty folder. I converted it over from a multi-page pdf into images to put up here so there will be some scrolling involved. As we’re planning our flights now, it just seems appropriate.



So there you have it. I hope it’s readable. If not, feel free to leave a comment (click the thing at the bottom that says “Comment” or “Comments” and you can leave us a note) to let us know your thoughts. We like getting comments. Did I mention that we like getting comments?
Thanks again for your time.

I would climb the highest mountain, swim the deepest sea..
I know people say this, but how many people truly have this tested? Yeah I know that what I am about to go through is nothing compared to that, but it will be stressful, and I don’t want to have to endure this. I wouldn’t for any other reason.
But I will.
I will because I would do anything for my little baby. I will do this without second consideration. I will put myself into the fire because from the moment that we started this journey, I knew in my heart that nothing would stop me from getting our little girl home. I never thought that it would be tested, but here it is. I’m guided by my will to get to her. This allows me to do things that I wouldn’t otherwise be able to. Every moment I spend waiting for travel gives me more desire and strength to get to her.
I don’t have anything against China. I am fascinated by the history and the present of that country. I have the greatest appreciation of their culture, and I know the importance of being there to understand these things before we bring Cady home. I have every intention and desire to bring all of that culture into the raising of our little girl.
But if it were possible to have her brought to us, I would happily write the check.
Maybe I’m just getting worn out. It’s been a long journey, filled with an incredible amount of anxiety. I spend most of my idle time now sitting and envisioning what our normal routine will be like with her here. I have those three pictures of her etched in my memory, and I miss her dearly every day.
Such a sap am I, but even that I endure.
Thanks for reading, and stay tuned for my next exciting breakdown.

So today we had an interesting situation. Around 11 AM, we had hail. Small hail, but in large quantities. I drove home for lunch (because I can) and though the sun had come back out, the hail was still all over the ground. It’s far from what the weather was like in South Dakota, but it definitely brought back some memories.
So I revamped the front page of the site with a little color, and hopefully it is still easy enough to navigate.
I thought I would share this with everyone since we’re in a slower period waiting for our Travel Approval (TA). Karen and I saved the voice recordings for the period when we received the first word about our referral. We asked our agency to leave us a message on our answering machine when our referral was in. We had hoped it would have shown all of the excitement as we pictured, but it was a little disheartening that it lacked the real punch. Message 1 is that call. Karen then called me and left a message on my cell so that I knew what was happening. The last message was my reply to her. We listen to it now, and I think you will get an idea of the level of nervousness we were feeling as we left these messages. Enjoy.


So yesterday was a big day for me. We got the crib home (thanks Kirk), and I did the assembly. Part way through this, I had one of those moments. The kind of moment that made me sit back and ponder..
I’m a daddy.
I’ve referred to being a daddy often, and I talk about being a daddy with co-workers all the time, but in this instance, I really felt like a daddy.
It felt really nice, and Karen got a (seemingly) random hug from the new daddy.