Bam, Bam, Bam
Have we mentioned how much Otis likes this squeaky hammer? Today he discovered that if you bang it on the table, it squeaks on the way down, then makes a (very) loud noise when it hits the table. This activity is accompanied by these facial expressions -- grim determination (pictured), flinch at the loud noise, grin of success!... And again......
posted by Candace and David at 7/16/2005 03:19:00 AM
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Dear Candace and David:
Congratulations on the half way mark. Although this journey might seem interminably long, especially since the time with Otis is so limited, I think it might help to think of this as an "external pregnancy." Yes the wait seems forever, especially as you get closer to the end. But once you have that little man for good: the heartache after those increasingly quick two hours and the restlessness of being in a country that is still so uncomfortably fractured will start fading just as it does during birth. You'll remember the pain… but oh boy it's worth it. Keep positive. You are in the home stretch...
Candace, you write that it's getting increasingly hard to leave Otis. Welcome to parenthood. Children are so amazing. We bring them into our lives with the hope of raising them to be strong, independent, compassionate people. But the truth is, they condition us for that far before we teach them anything. Think of the power of those angelic smiles, the soft, but sturdy grip of their fingers. the joy they invoke in us the first time the roll over or pull themselves up, or the heartbreak they cause with their inconsolable cries. It's all conditioning for us! Enjoy it all.
Though being in Khazakstan for so long may not be great for you, reading your daily entries has been incredibly interesting to us. Thank you for sharing your experiences. And thank you for sharing your feelings. It's a sign of strength that you both feel comfortable enough to share some of your most personal thoughts and recollections. David, I cried over the Nova entry. I'm still so thankful that my Dad survived his cancer long enough to see and know both Nicky and Elizabeth. What a gift. Don't know how you feel about afterlife, but I'm beginning to believe my Dad is my guardian angel.
We love you dearly and can't wait your return.
Love,
Gina, Doug, Nicky and Elizabeth.
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