Dear Mommy and Daddy,
This is Henry. I am turning 10 at 10 o'clock, I think. This is my first post. I am really excited to turn 10, mostly for the presents, but also because I'm 10 and I've been alive for 10 years!
Mommy, you asked me to write my first blog. You gave me some questions to help me.
Who is one of your best friends? Describe three things you like about them.
One of my best friends is E. He is funny, kind, smart, and caring. One example of him being funny is like the time yesterday, when we were having a party-ish thing and we were playing a game where you were supposed to build a wall out of pillows. The other two people were trying to knock it down but E had a brilliant idea of just hiding in the workroom instead of building a wall. Then A and C came down from the stairs to break the wall we were supposed to have built, but since we didn't, they were all confused and surprised. They started yelling our names because they didn't know where we were. We were back in the dark workroom listening to them, laughing. Our laughing gave it away. It was a good joke.
What is one of your oldest memories?
One of my oldest memories, I don't know how old I was, maybe one? two? We went to Bahboo's and Grandma P's house. I thought they were random people who were taking caring of me and I was wondering why they were loving me so much. I thought, "Yes! Keep giving me cookies, please!" I just didn't understand our connection to them. I don't remember when I put our connection together but now I'd like to be with them more often because I don't get to see them as often as I'd like because they're kind and they're fun to be around (whispers:and they give me candy and stuff).
Tell me a story of when you were afraid?
We took a weekend trip to Louisville. It was in October and we visited a pumpkin patch. Now, when I say pumpkin patch I mean there were pumpkins taller than me and hundreds and hundreds of pumpkins all over the place, everywhere. Turn left, there is a pumpkin. Turn right, there is a pumpkin. Look up, pumpkin. I look down and I nearly stepped on a pumpkin. Pumpkins were every five steps and even in the trees. It was night and super dark. All of these pumpkins were lit up and had faces carved into them, aka jack-o-lanterns. Some were very realist and creepy, while others were basic jack-o-lanterns. They lined a long path through the woods. We were walking having a great time, looking at the pumpkins. We were almost at the end of the pumpkin thing and I saw a really cool pumpkin. I pointed it out to Hazel, she didn't respond. I realized Hazel wasn't even with us. We all started freaking out. We told everyone around us. There was an off-duty police officer behind us. He tried to tell as many people and staff as possible. We went to the end of the path. A good 20 minutes had passed and a staff employee walked up to us. She asked us if she had black pig tails? We said yes. She said they found her standing in line waiting for a funnel cake. I felt very relieved knowing Hazel was ok and didn't die by being consumed by a pumpkin.
Here is a picture of me and my birthmom, JoJo. We are hugging. It is really nice to know her. She is kind, funny and my birthmom. We had a birthday dinner together at a Japanese place, which I think I've had 2 or 3 birthdays at. She hadn't tried Japanese food before. She didn't like the sushi. I didn't like it either this time because it wasn't as good as it usually is. The avocado was smooshy, it all was. I like it when it has that crisp bite.
This my plant Barry. I bought him with birth-mis day money. There was a bigger plant with it, Benry, but it died. I like taking care of plants and getting new ones to grow bigger.
This is me and Sock. When I was born you got two sock monkeys. You gave one to JoJo and one to me. This is me with him and the clothing I was supposed to come home with but I took a giant CRAP all over everything! I had to get a stupid, like, off white colored thing from the hospital. It was worn and it sucked.
Here, Sock and I are 5 days old.
I love you mom and dad. Thank you for taking care of me for 10 years.
Love,
Henry
*I chose the font and photos to use in this post.
Dear Hazel,
Grandpa
Tim and Trish couldn't make it to your party but they sent you fifty
bucks to spend as you'd like! You were going to die without some pink
boots and a fancy dress from Goodwill, a hoppy frog toy thing from Target, a shiny star shaped bag, kitty cat shaped lip gloss, and several packs of bubble gum and other treats you were pining for. You were one happy girl! You had to model it for me. Happy birthday!
Love, Mama
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Dear Hazelita,
My sweet girl, you turned 4 this September 8th. This birthday marked six months of passionately awaited expectations of a party! On exiting the library flipping your dark braids around you broke away from me to let our favorite librarian know that your birthday was coming up. I nodded from behind and clarified in like 3 months you'd be 4 while you gushed on to described your party as a pony party in an alley with lots of pizza and jars of candy. Checking out from the grocery you let polite checker know too of your alley pony pizza candy party, in two months but so and so are coming, and so and so and.... Finally, each day creeped by with the slowness of a snail until the day was here. Two o'clock seemed so far away. Bahboo and P, Grandma Jean and Aunt Glo, Uncle Dave and Goldie the best dog in the world showed up and the party started. We got the cotton candy machine set up and party decorations, tables and Henry filled the pinata (stashing a half bag of candy in the cabinet.) Soon, the party was full swing with all of your guest wishing you a happy birthday and despite the line stating no need for presents you make an amazingly thoughtful haul of presents and cards. There was beautiful weather and a great swell of energy, and I don't think it was just the cotton candy machine going faster than little hands could wind it up on the naked paper cones.
Great people together to celebrate my best girl created the excitement all on its own.
Next was breaking the pinata. Holy excitement! Kids lined up and everyone got a couple of chances to wack and swing at the pinata, even a couple of adults. It was intense and exciting to watch!
After the pinata we sang happy birthday and cut cake. Yum! Your birthday was a sugar feast.
I'm so glad we had a party at our house this year. I am so grateful the weather was perfect. I'm so grateful for you. Many more happy birthdays my lil peach. Love, Mama
Dear Henny Bear, It is here! Your birthday! Wednesday you turned 7. Whaaat!? You love nothing more than celebrating your birthday and Christmas, only days have to pass before you ask how long before another one. It isn't just the presents you love so much. It is the focus on family and visits and cake and... okay, presents. This year after your short day at school I took you to visit with J and your birth bros. It was a rainy day and your nervousness had me swing by home to get a couple of toys you wanted to take to share. On the way home you said, "HEY! How did JoJo know to call YOU if she didn't know you already? That's a part of the story you've never told me! I just thought of that."
I said, "Well, I have told you a million times but I'll tell you again. I took a profile letter to my OBGYN doctor, that's the doctor that deals with pregnant woman and women body parts. Two weeks later she got our profile letter and it had things about us and a free number she could call."
"Did she call you then?"
"Nope, she shared our letter with friends and family and held on to it from September until Dec. 25th. Then she called us around 5:30pm on December 25th and then we met Jan 3rd and started making a plan together for the baby."
"Oh! 'cause I thought, "How did she know how to call you?"
It is funny how early and often I have told you the story of your early days but it was exciting for me that you finally had a question. I let you know you could ask me or Daddy anything or even ask JoJo anything you wanted.
Loaded up with your toys, we got to JoJo's new, cozy comfortable country cabin. JoJo gave us a tour and when you made it to her room she showed you that her sock money was sitting at the corner post of her bed. You thought that was pretty cool and she took it down to show you your little hospital wrist band and the pitiful white gown we had to borrow from the hospital because you pooped all over the take home outfit. You thought it was funny to see how tiny the wrist band was. She told you she loved holding you and your breath smelled like nothing, it smelled like life. How beautiful is that? I loved that you were able to share this with her.
You played with T and Hazel played with Jo. They got you a funny booger ball flinger and playdoh poop maker, perfect for a 7 year old. We sang happy birthday and you all split a giant cupcake.
It was a great visit but time to get home to Daddy for your requested pancake and bacon dinner. Grandma Jean had been by earlier and left some chocolate pudding, your choice over a chocolate cake.
You were SOOOO excited to open presents. You got a Koosh ball, some magnetic thinking putty with a big magnet, a lego kit, and a powerful magnet set that has yet to make it to the house! You were super excited and already coming up with ways to test it with Daddy.
You love things you can manipulate with your hands like gadgets, hinges, putty, rubics cubes and transformers.
Last night Grandpa Tim and Trish stopped by with a super cool Tech Lego kit and cheeseburgers. Hazel also got a little bed and little clothes for her Dora doll, a bonus for her and she hogged Trish in her room the entire time she was here. You started the Lego kit with Grandpa Tim after getting your reading done for the night. He was impressed with how you dug right in and got started with no reservations.
So you're 7. I can't really believe it. Daddy and I have been talking about how 7 is next level kid, whole new world kid, the remembering kid, the start of your internal self. This makes us lament and cling to every second of the kid protected from the real nastiness of the world. (Adding 6 years old Henry to my pile of Henrys) It is all so hard to believe we've been honored to love and care for you for 7 years now. The doctor's office said you're 4'1" and 56.8 lbs. I don't know where all of that flesh and bone came from, all of that intelligence and humor, all of that deep down sweetness and vulnerability, all of that curiosity, and personality, but I sure do adore you, love you. I am grateful for you, love laughing with you, and creating and exploring with you. You've learned to blow bubbles and read and write and think.
I'd be nowhere without you. So, I am honored to spend another birthday with you.
Round 4 on Sunday with much of the family together to celebrate you. What a fortunate 7 year old you are to have so much love.
Love, Mama
Adding J's words on our relationship and you at 7.
It's hard to believe it's been a whole 7 years since I gave birth to this beautiful, wonderful, smart, funny, curious, loving awesome Super Stud little boy! 👶🏽 I can remember the exact way he smelled and felt in my arms the day he was born!! 😍 As I placed him into the loving arms of the woman I chose to be his Mother, ( I couldn't have made a better choice than her) I knew that I had made the most selfless decision a mother ever could! I chose life for my child, a better life than I could've eve dreamed he'd have!! 🙏🏽 Playing and talking with him today has truly made my heart and soul so full of joy! For him to know where he comes from and his heritage has always been very important to me, him, and his Mom! When he asks me questions about when I was pregnant, delivering him, or his birth family members, with such curiosity, innocence and love, I know that he is proud of my decision for him, and loves me as much as I do him! I love my open adoption and am truly happy I still get to be a major part of his life and share the Holidays and every other day with not only him but his family, My family!!
-You and Steve are the the most incredible parents I know, and deserve a kick ass baby momma, such as myself!!! && Wendy of course!! You all make such a beautiful family, and I couldn't imagine my life without you guys, nor would I ever want to! I know all of your families gratitude, and there is no family more deserving!! I love you so much and I thank you for loving me even through all my craziness!!!
